Million miles away I watched the glowing stars
They shone bright as I stared all night long
If I had to wish for a shooting star to wish for
Some thing beautiful to happen in this world

When I woke, first tears fell on the newspaper
The headlines hurt more than the hot boiling tea
Ached more than the venom from a cobra
Merciless shooting stars on innocent lands

Whenever they decide to land, they land
Bombs threatening people around, killing
Soldiers striking at children and women
Labeling them terrorists, forging ahead