WILL THEY BE BLOWN AWAY?
The wailing, the crying, and the scanty breathe
Yes! the children, their tears became rivulets
Oh! what passion is this?
In anguish of battered souls the little ones watched
With fear as fire in their veins
What is this fading so suddenly into darkness?
Alone they shall walk our Earth
Will the everlasting arm be wide enough to hold them?
Will they just be blown away in the wind?
These wars must stop…