A Daughters Loss

She is walking
through what once was her home town.
She begins to cry,
as a man grabs her by the hand,
and drags her down the dusty street.
All she can hear is her mothers piercing cries.
Terrible pain and agony
lost in the mass chaos of war.
She was nowhere to be found.

Walking down the same road today,
she begins to cry.
This time there is no one
to pull her away from danger.
Everything is left to be rubble.
The sound of bombs and screaming children,
flood her mind.
Bringing her back
to those gut wrenching memories.
The horror of everything bad,
being witnessed by the most innocent eyes.

The man that had saved my life,
now lyes in a peaceful grave.
The soldiers cried victory.
All that we were seeking we had won.
We have everything that we wanted.
But all I ever wanted,
was for my mother to get a proper burial.