I wander off the trails.
Or how they may roam.
In a mysterious way
And when it drifts away without sails.
With your beautiful colors
Your relaxed sound
And how your waves are shown
Dear waves stay calm when you see a mother with lost child
Let your sound be silent when you see a stolen childhood
Show them the road to safety!
A road of reaching peace sky lost in the sea’s drifting tide
How many children you let them die
Don’t kill them anymore and be their side!
Oil painting on canvas
By Salam Noah