We don’t know why we’re here
Far away from our hearth and home
All we know now is gnawing fear
And an abiding gloom
We don’t know why wars are waged
Or why landmines lie in the grass
We don’t know of barricades or borders
Or the punishment for trespass
We don’t know why we were snatched away
From loving arms and hearts
We’re too young to gauge the wisdom
Of shattering a “whole” into parts
Our limbs are too little, our sobs too soft
Will you hear us above the din?
Will you take us back to the warmth we know
Forgiving us our sins
Of hoping to grow in a better world
Where love builds cosy nests
And the songs of Spring echo all around
After seasons of unrest.
nadirafromkannur 