holding some prayers
by Rain
Holding so dear, some prayers written on old papers
Found under what used to be the room of a little child
But now what is left of it is couple of filthy dolls and an abandon pink dress
Missing the girl sleeping forever under the wreckage
While upon it, raise the whimpers of the mother
And I held so dear those prayers
Letters to God writing by the absent girl
Demanding a war-free tomorrow
A tomorrow she never reached