Those monsters see….
A baby becomes an enemy
A child is a threat to those with power and authority
An elder can murder a group of army
A weak woman is a deadly weapon to a monster who creates missiles
Due to that fear and greed,
Those monsters bombard the houses
Their bombs destroy the mosques, schools, hospitals and churches,
They burn the babies
Leave the children parentless,
And cry among the debris
Or dying without tears
They loot the lives of the elders
make the weak women bleed
Or suffocate
Finally, they let the rest
live in hunger and thirst
Now tell me!
How can I sleep dear,
while the children are sober in fear?
How can I dine well
while letting their hunger tell?
How can I fake smiles
while sadness paints their faces?
How can laughter fill my lips,
while tears well up their eyes
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