In the land of my broken dreams
I breath but God be praised
for the sun scorches but shines forever
Flights of birds clothed in colours clear,
a feast for my eyes and the dust I raise, I hear the music of life
Moon prepares to climb into night
I bathe myself in the sounds of life
starting to stir
and not long after, my heart answers back
As I put my body down, I know
tomorrow the waves from the seas will bring with them change
and when I close my eyes
my prayer is for my people
Your poem includes despair and the fear.
But you know! beside demon there's always angel the dominates it.