When Drones Fly, Children Die

When drones fly,
children die
As we hear
screams and sigh

Clicks it’s trigger
the invisible sly
plumes of smoke
in the purple sky

Cannot you hide
we try
Out in the open
We are left to die

Gomal and Tolchi
the rivers dry
As death wanders
In the purple sky

For children of Waziristan
there is no toy
we won’t surrender
To the enemy and it’s try

Moulded into our skins
The fear and it’s fry
In hands, no books
Only shrapnel & it’s cry

Cannot you disown us
Our plight and it’s cry
The wandering nomad
the dreamers eye

The children of Waziristan
For us, there is no toy
Plumes of smoke
In the purple sky

Engulfed in our fear
We often wonder
What happened
To our limitless sky

When drones fly,
Children die
What happened
To our limitless sky

What happened
To our limitless sky
Not a tear left
In our beautiful eye

…..
What happened
To our limitless sky
When drones fly
Children die……..

We, The Children of Waziristan