Family Story

The hand-granade fell to my feet.
The bullet flew right over me.
I'm in the center of the hell.

- Mom, stop it, please! Call S.O.S!
  There is a man. Is he alive?
- He's breating in the one last time.
  It is the war. Run faster, run!
- But where's my daddy? Answer, mom!
- He is with God, in better place.
  Now you should run, he is OK.
- I cannot leave him and escape!
  Hey, mommy! Look there! It's granade!
- Let's run away! The bullet! Left!
- What are they doing? Will it end?
- Keep calm, don't worry, you'll be fine.
  Be careful, my dear, don't cry.
- I'm so afraid... Look! Who's that man?
  Will he hurt us? There's blood in head!
- The killer... Run, my darling, run!
  I'll save you, it will be all right!
- Mommy, I love you! Kiss me, please.

She hugged him, falling on her knees.
The one last touch and tears from eyes...
She knew, that it would cost her life.
The man with gun and broken nose
Grabbed tender arm, just like a rose,
And stole the life, this holly gift.
I saw it, I couldn't believe.
She fell onto the bloody ground.
I ran. Her body wasn't found.
The only thing I wanna say -
The war is hell. And I still pray.
My daddy's gone, my mommy too.
And I can't find something more cruel.
If you hear me, just rest in peace.
Once family will be complete.