broken wings

The hate started to show its face
Ugly face Hidden in tanks and planes
She travels along her twisted path
Her feet embedded in blood and cries
At the dark corner of her ayes
Faceless children run in horror
Their Broken wings
Falling from the sky
Where are the hands, those motherly hands?
Full of love and caresses
Those hands to cover their faces
From the nightmares of humankind
And the annihilation from the skies
Where are the fatherly hands?
Those guiding hands
One day attached to the earth
Ploughing in the Garden of Eden
All of them are gone
Melted by bombs

In the middle of the road

Like broken wings

Flying into the unknown