This is the second installment of my 'weep, not' series. Hopefully, it will not be the last. Standard disclaimers apply.
Weep Not, Aliya
by Riana
weep not, Aliya
for the future you cannot
hold
a shattered dream sharper than any sword
cutting into your life;
unable to know the anguish and griefs
of the ones you leave behind
a son, so young to be twisted by stryfe
a husband, alone standing
against the dark
both lost into the incoming blackness,
but remember
beyond the night, beyond the end
day springs eternal
for in the
darkness is the light.