To leave or not to leave

To leave or not to leave

That’s the question

Mom I don’t want to leave

I’m staying

But darling it’s dangerous here

She kept saying

Mom who are you kidding

We are fleeing death to death

But love we should keep fighting

Till the last breath

But mom, my room

All the memories, my books

She closed the doors

And put the locks

Till the peace envelopes us all

Mom that’s insane

Hold on sweetie the sun

Always rise after the rain

The bombs started to fall

And we started to run.

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