There’s no victory
Neither glory nor Fame
In every life that was snatched away
In every cry of children
Of mother and father
Over shed of blood
Of the innocents
There’s no bravery
Neither courage nor patriotism
in each scream
in each gunshot
that pierced through civilization
left nothing but destruction
There’s no piece
Attained by bloodshed
Campaigned by war
Disguised into protection against terrorism
Hear the cry
Hear the mourn
Of a mother
Of a father
Who walked with emptied hope
Over the life they had dreamt about once
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