The Safety Prayer

Listen,

I stand here every day and ask for his health,

He has been a strong ever since, like his father,

Adamant, not budging from his decision to serve,

For his country,

As a mother, I did not want him to go away,

Obvious isn't it? For me, he is still little,

But maybe I raised him just right,

With such respect and strength and passion.

I hope you are taking good care of him.

He was scared of deep waters but,

Today he's fighting within and over the horizon I see,

I haven't heard of him since years. 

Do you understand my plight?

His father has left me here to pray,

And while I pray for my husband's soul,

I want to see my son too, boast about him.

Can you please check up on him regularly?

I am sure he's not sick. He is my strength.

I do not want to believe in them,

The papers mentioned some altercation,

The neighbours say he failed in his mission,

I do not tune into the news since that day,

All they say is he's gone. He's gone?

They want me to accept your absence forever,

But he is not the one who'd drowned away.

I know he is fighting, he will come back.

Right?

I want to see my son, as whole and hearty.

I am here praying for his good health,

Are you listening?

Take care of my child, out there,

I hope you get what I ask from you.

Who they say has already met you!