The dying child
I remember that day,
When tears fell from my eyes,
As dad came home claiming there was no pay,
For somebody snatched it away from him,
And he could not take it from him,
For he was so powerful than him,
But to my surprise is was only a virus.
The next day mom woke up coughing,
Coughing and complaining that she could hardly breath,
When dad took her to the nearby dispensary,
For further treatment,
He came back his head low in despair,
When I asked him about mother's condition,
All he could say was"The virus is taking her"
When I suddenly remembered something,
We will be taken to quarantine and be locked there,
I tearly turned to face my dad,
And slowly turned my head side to side,
But all I could say was I won't go there,
When dad hugged me sadly and tearly,
Slowly...
When tears fell from my eyes,
As dad came home claiming there was no pay,
For somebody snatched it away from him,
And he could not take it from him,
For he was so powerful than him,
But to my surprise is was only a virus.
The next day mom woke up coughing,
Coughing and complaining that she could hardly breath,
When dad took her to the nearby dispensary,
For further treatment,
He came back his head low in despair,
When I asked him about mother's condition,
All he could say was"The virus is taking her"
When I suddenly remembered something,
We will be taken to quarantine and be locked there,
I tearly turned to face my dad,
And slowly turned my head side to side,
But all I could say was I won't go there,
When dad hugged me sadly and tearly,
Slowly...