Some children are killed in conflicts and wars. Some survive only to learn that their closest, their protectors and carers are all killed and they are left alone. What goes on in their little hearts, in their little heads? How can they ever survive the physical let alone the emotional damages inflicted on their innocent souls. Do you care? you who started a war and you who sat aside witnessing what went on and chose to say nothing.
Cry rivers
Cry rivers
Cry rivers
Break the hand
that tries to wipe away your tears
and silence your soul
As your tears is
the only right you are left with
The only possession
that the war
and the warmongers
could not
and
can not take away
Cry rivers
Cry rivers
For your tears throw a curse
on the war
and the warmongers
Cry rivers
Cry rivers
As this is the beginning of the end
of your childhood dreams,
your mother's touch
and the kind words
you once knew
Cry rivers
Cry rivers
As with every drop of tear
your heart explodes into pieces
and fall on the burning ground of
the world
you have just began to know…
Cry rivers
Cry rivers
And let your soul get to know the pain
that came to stay
Forever and ever and ever…
Cry rivers
Cry rivers
As this is the only way
you can talk of the pain
you can not understand
and
you can not bear…
Cry rivers
Cry rivers
Let the shock
of what human can do
melt away
if only for seconds
Cry rivers
Cry rivers
Let the stars of tears
brighten your night
and close your eyes
on what went on
on what goes on…
Cry rivers
Cry rivers
And close your ears
on the sound of explosion
that calls:
The childhood ends here
Say goodbye
Say goodbye
