| The night was quiet, No one knew it will be a zone of fight. Where people struggle with all their might. Can’t bear those people dying, blood all around; Little Genie, afraid of that sight. Because her soldier father had to leave her, To fight for his country, And he didn’t want to leave his little daughter All alone and lonely. He promised he would be back with smiles and joys, Fill his little Genie’s cupboard with toys. And alone he went towards the place of war. Leaving behind his little daughter. Soldier, soldier, Oh mighty soldier! Waving the flags, marching forward, Careful steps over his fellow men on ground. The night was soon loud, polluted with noise And brightened up with flares. He was crouching towards the enemy front He ceased, he was shot. Everything was fading in front of his eyes, He has to return to his lonely daughter. The face of Genie again and again flashes How he misses her giggles and laughter! Soon, the night became darker than ever. He closed his eyes, ready for the journey Over. And for little Genie, She was all alone and lonely. With tears hazing her vision, kept staring at the dusty road, Ruminating all the promises her father made. Only if she knew,Her father kept his fingers crossed |
Wednesday, February 6, 2008
Genie's Story
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