How It Feels

In the lap of Mother,Nobody's there Her fingers will never play in his hair A pair of shoes she'd bought,waiting at the meal Bleeding legs..cut feet..Murdered He returns,How it feels? If the only voice you hear,is of Gun's fire And people won't help saying ''You're a liar'' How it feels If your father meets his foe? If his tongue is cut,Bleeding from head to toe? If the only thing you see around is The Blood What If somebody there your own is Dead!? If your mother is dragged in the streets by her hair How it feels If nobody stands up to help her there? Innocents dying daily,Palestine dying to live! Pity..Pity that you don't even have time to give! It's not about Religion but 'bout Humanity! Wake up!! Raise you Voice for Humanity's safety! ______________________________ Written for the HUMANS of Palestine. ____________________________ Poetess: Saba Khan Contest: Make Me Cry ---Pakistan!