I gave him all he will ever need to fight those wars and win them all
But I failed to tell and teach him how to stay alive.
I told him that his society will protect him
I advised him to trust in his leaders for help
that his country will fight and stand by him
But I failed to tell him that his society will bring his fall.
I lost my son in the battlefield
I could have given my life in exchange
but I got carried away fighing my wars
And now his lifeless body lies in my arms
A generation of greatness lost!
A nation of selfless leader wiped out!
A great warrior is lost to war!
All in the name of raging wars
I regret not teaching him to stay alive.
It's a poem about the picture of a mother who held her son's lifeless body in both arms. They were both victims of wars raging in their country but the child couldn't escaped death.