Extreme emotion
A child has died.
On a day of pride.
How could someone?
Aren't we all parents?
Don't we all understand?
Yet evil has taken him away?
In the place of so many faces.
A day to remember.
A day to forget.
A day to regret.
Mourning comes and life must go on.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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