Here's something I wrote myself...called Heaven:

Droplets of rain falls upon my face
As I stare into the dark velvety sky
I pity the stars, unable to shine
But far above, I know he is there
To save me from my grave

I see the heartache in the people
And I wish I could heal them
But I cannot with my power
Not that I had any
But only do I have prayer

I see people killing
Dying and shedding tears
I wish for peace, dear god
I don't want to see those immoral things the world hath done
But I want to see people, changing the world