I was walking down the lane
But i cant see the path
Its dark with cries and sorrows
Which deafened my ears
Mothers crying for thiers babies
Children crying for thier parents
Its just stones and dust thats left
Which asked my why this
I tried to run and hide
But my legs went numb
I tried to hold on something
But my hands felt tired
I stood there thinking
Why was them gifted with life
Why they were taken from them
When they needed it most
But i cant see the path
Its dark with cries and sorrows
Which deafened my ears
Mothers crying for thiers babies
Children crying for thier parents
Its just stones and dust thats left
Which asked my why this
I tried to run and hide
But my legs went numb
I tried to hold on something
But my hands felt tired
I stood there thinking
Why was them gifted with life
Why they were taken from them
When they needed it most


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