A leaf flutters on a dirt road, Sunlight sweeps the town gold, They wake up all holy and old, It's just another time, just another day. The wind saw them black and bold, Leaving the place red and cold. There she was, hugging one of her blood, Murmuring words, brushing off the mud. "Oh my child, sweet lil' thing, Come home soon to your swing, Merry you be, and I will sing, Precious love, you are everything. " "Let's catch the butterflies in the rain, Or play the latest video game. But you grow wise with no shame, Make us proud with your name." So she goes on with her whispers, Trying to say it all that matters. The wind is still mute to all the chatters, Witness to one of the history's chapters. In their arms the angels sway, Hands get cold as they are taken away, Emptying dreams now they lay, But it's just another time, just another day. #Peshawar #Syria
Good one Shalini! Very well written! Keep it up :)
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