The Lost Light

This is a story too difficult to tell It makes my eyes well But to the world it must be said For a saint is lying slain Her life diminished by a villain She was the light of the society Sent to university to deliver them from misery of poverty She was the only oasis that was at all times handy But last night, the village was sent into plight The light went out and oasis dried, we all cried. Wailing and sorrow has filed all of our soul Losing the only heroine was not pain enough Pain was losing what remained of her And seeing the misery of her parents trying to look for their own Among the many gunned down This is a story too hard to tell, But we’ll all take heart and hope all will be well