Rivers of dreams

 Blood-curdling screams

Can be heard from the river of dreams

Wash away your fears

In a flood of blood red tears

Time ticks away

As night follows day

A witness at the scene

Of a site so obscene

That she tears out her eyes

A child never lies

But is often misled

The hungry are never fed

One body on top of another

The sadness of a mother

Who has lost a child

So meek and mild

Drowning in sorrow

For her there is no tomorrow