BUT NOW HE'S DEAD AND GONE.
MY SWEET LITTLE BOY,
ALL HE WANTED WAS TO SEEK FOR HIS FREEDOM.
ALL HE WANTED WAS A GLIMPSE OF A HAPPY LAND.
 
AND NOW, MY SON IS DEAD AND GONE.
HIS BODY- COLD AND COVERED IN STABS AND IN BRUISES.
HIS FACE, SWOLLEN.
MY SON, DIDN'T DESERVE THAT KIND OF DEATH.
NO ONE EVER DID.
 
BUT WHY SUCH BRUTAL DEATH
COMES TO THOSE WHO DARED TO STAND UP,
TO THOSE WHO THIRSTS FOR LIBERTY.
 
MY HEART ACHES.
FOR THE MOTHERS WHO LOST THEIR SONS,
FOR THE SONS WHO LOST THEIR MOTHERS.
FOR EVERYONE WHO LOST SOMEONE
IN EXCHANGE FOR PEACE AND JUST IN OUR LAND.
 
THEY MIGHT'VE TAKEN MY SON AWAY FROM ME,
BUT THERE'S ONE THING THAT'LL REMAIN FOREVER,
IT IS THE COURAGE TO FIGHT FOR MY CHILDREN,
JUST AS MUCH MY CHILDREN WOULD DIE FIGHTING FOR ME.

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