So much mud to play with

my mother tells me to leave it alone

yet I play with the mud

while she looks for our home

She keeps crying

then wipes her eyes

I asked her what's the matter mummy

but she won't tell me why

I miss my friends

but don't miss my school

teachers their were strict

and sometimes cruel

Mummy tells me my grandmother has gone away

so I ask her when will she be back

then she cries again

and tells me one day

I wonder if mummy is playing games with me

for this is not the place I lived

but I wonder why my toys are here

I wonder why mother cries so

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris