He fought and died
Mom never cried
To keep me happy
And my father alive
Only in her memories
Till the youth of my life
When I grow up and realize
How and why he died
Fighting on nation's border
To save other's lives
If you could understand
Me and my other's pangs
He can be yours too
If you don't stop this fight
Praying God and you man!
To avoid this distressful plight
My mom's eyes dried
For your courage, she lied
Realize the truth, o man!
It's hard to survive
beautiful...is it your true story or does it come from the depths of your imagination??
ReplyDeleteIt's the true story of one of my friends who lost her father in war when we were in Grade II.
Deletewow! dont have more words to express... but what you wrote is beautiful creation. i could imagine a small little girl waiting for her father to always return from the war... somehow managing to hope from god the war would peacefully stop :)
ReplyDeleteThanks for your encouraging words.
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