Wednesday, June 25, 2014

Water in your face

She was sitting in the porch while her long brown hair waving with the dusty wind hopefully she gets a response from her beloved solider ..
a completely yellow and almost black is all she can see from her porch with the sound of their guns and their bombs that sounds clearly like her heartbeats ..
Her big belly holding a cute angel inside .. and another who barely understands what's happening around..
*whispers from the inside*

"He got killed in his tank" ,
 "oh my god no it can't be true!! " ,
 " poor wife ..  poor kids "
she ran like a feather inside and stood with silence hoping it's not her love who just died ..
a soft hug from her sister , she whispered " I'm sorry for your lost " ..
like a knife getting in and out her chest .. her body felt completely heavy. She couldn't hold herself anymore
she fell on her knees crying in silence with his voice crossing her mind and the image of the day he left..

While he was resting his head on her belly he said " This boy shall see his father .."
He held her hands and looked right throw the eyes and said
" You are the air I'm breathing and I will protect you every step of the way even if it caused me my own life "

A kiss to his little hopeless family that turned to be the last ..
The sound of his footsteps walking to the outer door with his face that covered with silent tears
 " darling , Stay still ..stay strong" he said
like he already knew it's goodbye ..

she woke up to reality and embraced her little boy warmly ..
" Mama , why the water in your face ? *wiping it with his little hands* "
" you are not beautiful with water in your face , I love you when you smile , please smile for me "
That's when she realized that she is the protector now and only God can help her.

years have passed and time has forgotten yet his ghost kept stopping by ..
holding her with his warm arms whispering in her ears "Darling , Stay still .. stay strong , stay still .. stay strong.."

In the memory of : Iraq invasion of Kuwait
Based on a true story with a little of my imagination
Shahad almulify.



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