Train of Thoughts

Glimpse Of Vanished Lives

Keep quiet and you shall see
The world through a different eye.
Watch close and you may notice
Silent stories told by pained souls.
Lend an ear and listen intently
Oppressed lips may move to make a sound.
Little hands meant to play it's toys
Cover faces, innocent and scarred with fear.
Wish you would to ask those dark souls
Why crush these kids, ones who've no wrong done.
None to turn to, they stand and watch
Evil claw their families apart.
Smiles and tears have forgotten their paths
Never again appear where it should've always been.
Mark it should, their stories upon your heart
Touch it must, the deepest of your sympathies.
Act, if you want, right now for their good
Right before its too late
Right before no repentance could do
All the right you could have done...

(A tribute to the kids who lie in the bosom of their war torn motherlands😔)