Behind the wailing walls 9

Hassan Ahmed
Multiple different faces touch the empty wallets
Through tough queue, there is a unique tired face stands
Something different unknown hit me to wake me up
It repeats whisper that face has thing to sing it
My whole paralyzed feeling approaches it fearfully
That face of innocent child
He is a victim of stray bullet
That active bullet demolished his mother
The bullet charged him as a rebel
The active bullet chased him from the classroom
The same bullet burned the harvest of season
How many faces behind these walls in broken motherland?.