I can see your sky exploding, falling overhead Killing all your hopes and dreams, filling you with dread Killing all your sons and daughters, babies in their beds I can see your sky exploding, and I can see the dead
I can see your sky exploding, I can feel the fear I can feel the pain and anguish, resistance drawing near I can feel your endless sorrow, I can see the tears I can see your sky exploding, all the way from here
I can see your sky exploding, I can tell you're lost I can feel your righteous anger held at a great cost As they destroy all your homes and schools, and burn up all your mosques I can see your sky exploding, I can see your loss
I can see your sky exploding, I know that you can too Smoggy clouds of smoke and dust where it used to be so blue I can see the people running, frightened and confused I can see your sky exploding, and I don't know what to do
I can see your sky exploding, I can feel the fright I can see the soldiers coming, trampling your rights I can hear the dogs of war, barking as they bite I can see your sky exploding, lighting up so bright
I can see your sky exploding, but no one else can see Everyone surrounding me is blinded by TV I can feel your raw emotion, for I have empathy I can see your sky exploding, though it isn't me
This poem is dedicated to every war-torn country that has been ravaged by imperialism.