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Scars Left Behind
Story of a boy..... I was to go to bed at 8 that night When there was firing at the door, Heard mom gasp,"God save my son." I had no idea of what was in store. We ran to the basement and shut it tight, Mom pointed to the passage where dad hauls in wood Sternly commanded me to go While still as stone there she stood. The sinners banged the door hard, Through the passage there was just room for me to fit So I sat down and shook my head, There was no way that on my mother I'd quit. She looked at me in the eye and gave me a kiss And said,"Darling please listen to me, I love you so very much As fast as you can, do get to daddy." 'I'll get Dad' I thought and started to crawl, I had to hurry,the door had almost gave way too Noticed a sharp thing in the way and stopped, But mom, in haste pushed me through. I yelped in pain as iron cut my arm, But what hurt me more was the door falling with a 'thud'. Scars on my soul left me nightmares for years to come Mom's cries and final scream echoing as I ran in the mud. Fifteen years later, in the same but better town, I show my arm to my wife and say "If not for these scars I was left with I would be with mom today." -Sadaf Syed
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Book: Shattered Sighs