promise

I feel scared mom they says , how will twist our neck they. Come on, mother, run away, run away, run away, Although they are saying we are the two buds in a tree- then what is this, mother- disappearances riots, murders, are all these may fake be? Oh, mother, why are you so pale in your tears? Don't be afraid, hey, I will be as bright as the sun- Why should we run away? I will hold arms in my hands, I will fight, mom, I will do my best. I promise you this morn.