When It's Spring Forget not Winter
When the sky seems clear and the ocean so calm
Forget not the screams you hear and the broken bow charm
When the food fills stomach and the water quinches thirst
Forget not the hunger of heirs and the years of fast
When the water flows fine and the wind blows pleasant
Forget not the slaughter show line or the brinn who resent
When the needle pricks palm and the body feels pain
Forget not the open City grave and the blood through lane
When the night gives sleep and the sun starts day
Forget not the sought of brood and the last hope's ray
When the home holds hand and the sweater gives warmth
Forget not the camps on sand and the heater left dearth
When the father brings things and the mother cooks food
Forget not the cries of siblings and the lost parenthood
When the nation gives you pride and the freedom on the land
Forget not the pain that glide; inside the wrecked homeland
When you hear of lores and the legends of yore
Forget not the ruins of nations and the world of war.
Copyright © Shayasta Chouhan | Year Posted 2024
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