Why is there so much noise, why this smoke? Everything is so dark, everywhere is cold and quiet. The streets where I once played Are now filled with fear, silent, empty.
Why are people shouting, why are they crying? Someone’s voice echoes from afar, “Run, hide!” But where should I go? I’m so small, and my world is shattered.
Where did my dad go? Why isn’t he coming back? My mom looked into my eyes and cried silently. I just want to hold them close— When will this nightmare end?
I flinch at every explosion; my heart trembles. I’m looking for a place to feel safe, A little corner where I can hide, But this fear is always with me; it never leaves.
Why is there no peace here, why this pain? I just want to laugh again, even once. If only these dark hands would lift from us, So all children could grow up without knowing war.
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