Monday, August 1, 2011


the children walking over the bricks of their shattered homes
their mothers putting up a tent
their fathers in prison

the children in tears and confusion
looking at the armoured cars
coming down the streets
the men holding machine guns

the children with grief and pain
clearly visible upon their faces
may one day all your miseries wiped out


ShahRiLL RaMLi said...

ello..lama x singgah....hang buat ke poem ni? nicely done mate!

hafrawiey ozakawa said...

wahhh..good composing lor..:)