I had a dream
Of a class that when underground
As the bombs flew overhead
The class when on with their day
The class when to sleep
The bombs close them in
They waited as they slept the teacher cry
As she told them they were ok
The kids slept and the air when away
The teacher cry and the air when away
The ceiling fell in and that is where they rest today
Only to be found as someone brush the sand away
You will see my dream soon
It will be on your News
I know it's soon
And you will cry that day