I stood there dumbstruck staring at the scene before me,
It resembled the aftermath of a war movie,
I thought to myself had the bad man; the villain won?
Maybe his reign of pure evil had just begun?
Mother’s touch calmed it all,
But then I heard her scream and saw her fall,
Nothing below or nothing above,
The only thing to save her was her daughter’s love…
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem