Army School

How can I forget the incident that happened in our army school of Peshawar that day, humanity died.

Me and my friends were finding places to hide.

There still lies our blood 

Tears flowing from our parents eyes seemed as if there would come a flood.

For killing us there was no specific reason behind 

Many mothers still go to the army school in the hope their kids they’ll find.

For us our parents still cry 

I know that tears from their eyes are still not dry.

A man came at me as he pointed the gun 

He shot me in the head without thinking that I was as old as his son. 

For my parents I was the most precious gift 

Conuntless bodies lay there including me and my friends which our fathers had to lift. 

I know that after seeing me lying lifeless on the floor mom you would weep 

You will miss me especially when I used to hold you and sleep. 

How could those people kill us? Didn't their hands shake? 

I know many mothers would have talked and cried on the dead body of their kids thinking that they would awake. 

I was running and crying for mercy 

I know that in my mother's room somewhere in some hanger there still lies our blood-smeared jersey.

I will miss the lunch for me you used to pack

I wished I could have seen you for one more moment instead of being in hurry and taking the bag on my back. 

I remember the way you used to care for me when I used to be sick 

My eyes were searching for you that from somewhere you would come and in your arms it would be me who you would pick.

There was no way that me and my friends lives could be saved. 

I was scared but I tried to be brave 

I know mom you would cry a lot seeing my body in the grave. 

I could have been a president, army officer or anything but I had to die 

I just ask what was my mistake, tell me why?