Calm and peace for one instant
Day begins as the sunset slowly turns to sunrise
The air is so crisp with seemingly nothing but silence to fill it
When I really listen, my ears begin to pierce with a lonely child's dieing crys
A boys tongue grows drier and drier each time he takes a breath
The only moisture he feels, are the tears dripping down his mothers face
To the mother the boy is a warrior with a ever so strong and powerful soul
He doesn't see his strength, to him all he has done is made the meaning of life a disgrace
He had a dream once, he was going to become a hunter
To bring home a dinner for the ones he loved would make his day worth while
That dream, it's gone, perished into the deep desert sands where his body would soon lay
But don't tell him so, for he shall be a hunter, for at the age of 8 no boy should be in anything else than denial
He takes his last breath of that cold and musty air
As he hits the ground the boy's little stuffed teady bear falls out of his limp hands
His mother watches with relief, for she knows this is the last time her little boy collapses into that harsh ground
She has now a dusted up teddy bear and the sunken body of a warrior to be, who lays peacfully in the sands
