And the bombs fell down
As the cries went up
Once again mothers, the elderly and children are victims of another war
That they in no way wanted to be a part of thanks to the egos of men
Firing from every side
Forced to look head on into barrels fired into their faces
The screams of the innocent will forever cry
From tunnels that loudly echo needless pain and suffering
If you listen closely, you can hear them even now
One cry I hear of suffering is from a wonderful loving mother
Shielding her precious baby girl as a bomb explodes near by
As blood flowed from her lacerated and torn body
She wept, not because of the intense pain she felt
But more because of an acute awareness that death was near
And knowing that a lifetime with her child amounted to only minutes and seconds
And just a fleeing moment to express her deepest emotions to her baby girl
So she embraced her baby girl tighter than ever before
And just before taking her last breath, in a soft voice said,
“I will always love you and be beside you in everything you do, my precious child”
And the baby just cried why, why, why
The baby girl was now alone, abandoned and covered by a torn and burned blanket
With her mother's limp arms still wrapped around her with a ghostly smile
That was reflected from a lamp streaming into a shadow on the floor
People were in a panic, running in all directions
War, once again, has its special way of causing mass confusion intensified by the darkness of the night
Bombs continue to fall as some lay down and succumb to fear
As others search for a safe place of refuge
The orphaned baby girl is aware of what was happening because
Children are born conscious of life and death no matter how young
And they are blessed with a God given innate desire to continue living
And curious enough to ask any type of question
No matter how profound, direct, simple or desperate
And the baby cried why, why, why
A soldier subsequently rescued the baby girl
And it's ironic that it was someone from the opposing side
He told her, “I will take care of you and find you a safe place of refuge”
Hungry, scared, sad and despondent, she gazed into his eyes
And cried why, why, why
And the soldier said, “I am not sure why I am holding you or even why I should care
However, I believe that all children should be protected and feel safe
Because they are innocent, have no political affiliations and the Country I love so dearly and willing to die for, feels the same
So I will take care of you precious little girl”
Confused and comforted to be held by someone once again
With a subtle grin on her face and a glow in her eyes
The baby girl who has never spoken asked
“Will my mama be there? I want my mama.”
(After a moment of intense silence)
The baby cried why, why, why
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