Under the vast sky, A girl aged eight enjoys her apple pie and feels great. . Your bombs fall And set her house on fire, She never understands at all What is your desire. . Being the only one survived, Her spirits are gone; Her memories are never revived, What can you do to correct the wrong?
***** This is a fiction written for G-Man’s Flash Friday 55, it is not inteded to offend anyone or criticize anybody, but to highlight the sad side of wars. Please check other participants out here: G-Man’s Flash Friday 55