Far from my homeland...
a green & ever fresh state..
very beautiful & innocent people,
are meeting their fate ;
their innocent looks & tears ;
how can we enjoy-here
whereas very same people....
are getting killed there ;
their innocent face -
doesn't let me sleep....
what can I do for them?
how can I even weep?
their innocent soul even cries..
I can even hear & see...
how they died & were shot...
like that can never be..
©rownok
R