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