Boat to Refuge

The mountains of our town has lost strength

Even the narrow valleys have shrunk.

It used to be known as “cradle of peace”

All has shattered now on this land.

So I will leave… may not be back O mother.

Door is closed so empty is my home.

Everyday war made him leave home,

Goodbye father. I lost my strength!

Seeing him leave, in tears shattered my mother.

Crawling against wall, her body shrunk.

He took bus, airplane, and boat to that land.

His journey began to seek for peace.

For years, my birthplace has lost its peace!

We lived in hell at our home.

Dead bodies now live in that land.

Mother nourished my father with strength.

After he left, between tears, her wrinkles shrunk.

My fingers wiping tears of mother.

Stood in prayers, soul of my mother

Begging Allah for journey in peace.

So was in prayers, her children’s soul shrunk;

Echoing our prayers, were the walls of home.

With those delicate times fought mother’s strength!

Such war was lost by soldiers of my land.

It’s been days since he left that land.

Only twice has rang the phone of my mother.

Cruelty of curling waves was hitting father’s strength.

We wondered if his boat arrived in peace…

He left us behind with no dad at home.

Struggling his boat when waves shrunk

Crawling through islands and million waves that shrunk.

The sea is wide touching that peaceful land.

He was fighting sea whose memories wept at home.

It’s been days, waiting for his news was mother.

Our dream was him be hugged with peace.

No sea, no waves, no cries, broke our strength!

Sun rose as his boat touched that peaceful land!

Stood with the shrunk wrinkles; my mother

Hope became the peace and strength of our home!

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