When I am Sad..

I think of the one
Who was thrown in the chamber,
What might have he gone through?
To know the death is coming
And life is slipping each minute.
What fear he might have gone through?
I think of the one
Who has a light soul
With happy face
 Knowing the life is being gone
And doesn't know
If he is going to live tomorrow.
 When I am sad,
When I am struck by the bunch of problems,
When I am worried,
 I think of the man
 Who keeps walking despite darkness.
I think of the mother
Who is waiting for her son
Who is never going to return.
I think of the people
Who don't know
How they are going to feed
 Their children next day.
 I think of the man
Who has just been shot
And still in the war.
 Seeing dead friends around
How he still fights.
How he fights
When the other bullet
Will cross his head.
 I don't know how they feel,
I can't feel what they feel,
But I think of them
And I look back to myself '
And my problems.
I find myself nothing but void.