A Boy From South Libya
They will spark again
Drums of war will sound again
Mom! Put off the lights,
Hide me in your arms...
I can't forget that painful night
When He left, the bitter fights.
I am sure, Mom...More night of fear is close.
My love, I am afraid! Give me a sharp sword!!
I never fought and did never want
Today I have to, to save my laps
My friends and brothers are killing each other
I have to stop them
Mom! Open your eyes
I know they will hold me
They would not wait to open up my lips
Wait! mom, we will leave together!
Where is my little sis??
Copyright © Litan Dey | Year Posted 2014
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