She closed her eyes... not to escape the world, but to carry it. Every prayer became another stone lifting the weight of a planet too tired to breathe. The rivers no longer carry only water... They carry the tears of mothers, the silence of fathers, and the dreams of children who should have known only peace. The sky doesn't ask what flag we follow. The rain doesn't choose where to fall. Why then... have we forgotten that we all belong to the same tomorrow? So she kneels... She weeps without tears. She prays... that one day the only thing our children inherit is each other. And that God, in His infinite mercy, will quiet the hands of war... before they silence another heartbeat.
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Slam poetry by Lucyalia (full poems in my book)