DESTINATION By Aria Iqbaal The place I am at, it’s up upon the hill Far from the place I will ever reach We are under control For no crime A midday full of rules The time we choose Will be our choice We pray all day For the rain and snow Buy a hope With my tears All the laws Bring us here Every morning is a lifetime Which never gets a green signal But as I rest against fears And look back through these tears The sound of waves Alters me: Hey Look at your journey Over the sea The reminder to the few Who go from here We will never know Who dies here. 45