The Scream Of The Mother

What a wonderful land!

Full of flowers and green fields

Here the air is fresh with a sweet odor

Food for millions, this land yields.

Saying such, a proud man

Was boasting about the land

But, the air that felt pure and fresh

Now suddenly became bland.

A scream came from the sky

A scream from the fields

A scream of a lady whose 

Son came home but killed.

The blood from his body

Flowing down his vest

Was now flowing with his mother's tears

Silent was the rest.

As his body was taken away

His wife stood lifeless

As if a person who is living,

But life itself seemed meaningless.

When the body was set on Chita

Another scream followed

This came like a storm and rain

The Mother expressed her sorrow.

The Mother lost so many children

In that day, she could not help but scream

Her children died protecting her

While others were having sweet dreams.

Such beauty, such freedom

With time it will not fade

For this everlasting beauty of this Mother

Is through their sacrifice and bloodshed.