Grieved Children Poem by AFFAQ NABI
Grieved Children
The war victim children under the chill and the thunder
Half a million! what a wonder!
The human eye has become so ruthless,
Even the stars shed a tear.
Flowers weep, and angels hear,
Their moans and ohs...
O! my lovely baby, dear!
Don't fear, you're in our hymns and lofty cheer.
The time of the trial is now near.
Sufferers of the bow and spear,
Wipe your tears and smile!
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7/29/2025 12:02:42 AM # 1.0.0
A miracle is needed for these children. To some, killing is all that is in their thoughts.