They disrobed him of his innocence
And ordained him a soldier,
They smashed his childhood dreams
Under their giant feet,
Then scattered them
along the mantle of a heartless life .
They effaced his good name
And carved on his fragile heart
a bow and arrow .
His shrieks torment the serenity of
And gracious wind longs for
His gentle laughter .
From afar ,the moon was watching
a tormented mother
wandering the rosy earth
chasing her toddler ‘s fading perfume .
Written by arabian roses