My dream

When I was a child,
I fear to guns.
When I was a boy,
I hate to soldiers.
When I was a man
I hate to dictator;
I try to eradicate and
I want democracy.
I pray to God in my dream;
May all beings in Burma be Happy and Peaceful.
May my country free and shine
all dictators flee and die.

What can we do?

-our mother country under the dictator

-our natural resources which are sold out unjustly

-hopeful lights of ethnic groups under deep shadow of civil war

-our future democracy under the army boots

-our generation under tears of hunger and poorness

-Daw Aung Sann Suu Kyi and political prisoners