Children say a little prayer
every night before you go to sleep
Coz tomorrow is promised to no one
when you think there's peace and safety....

This poem is a prayer....

Miracles are not things that happen every day.
Yet nuff people complain that they don't come their way.
But if they touched me, like how dreams touch you in the night.
I can see nuff miracles needed to see our world right....

A cure for all diseases,  pray to H.I.M,  the most high.
Fling weh nuclear weapons,  and throw love inna de sky.
Send some scientist to Africa,  to irrigate the land.
Put an end to war,  and show all races they must walk hand in hand.

We prayed for President Botha to flee,
and for his regime to set Nelson Mandela free.
After all, we knew our brothers and sisters
in South Africa deserved respect and dignity.
What this world needs is for all Jah-Jah's
children to be wise and strong,
reasoning before they leap, living long.

Now some of these things was once foretold,
by the man, Isaiah,  first prophet of old....

So yu nu....Miracles are not things that happen every day.
Still,  nuff people complain that they don't come their way.
But if they touched me,  like how dreams touch you in the night.
I can see many many miracles needed to make our world right....Selah.