Selection followed by Seperation : Imagine life without a smile, a mother lost without her child by the Bard of Bat Yam , Poet Laureate of Zion

Imagine life without a smile, a mother lost without her child 
Stolen from the world, a father pleads for his baby girl, 
Whisked away in a flash, her beauty turned to ash 

Lovers hands torn away, he reassures her it will be okay, 
Him to the left her to the right 
His heart sinks as she fades from sight 

Captured souls and broken dreams 
Handed to the vicious thieves 
Satan’s arm marches by, disguised within the wicked lies, 

Millions of lives tossed away 
An old man begs for one for day, not for him but for his wife, 
Who’s been beside him his whole life 

Some pray at night for free will 
Others slip away cold and still 

Hungry and faith has faded, hearts and souls have been invaded 
Lucifer’s men burst through the door, dragging the helpless to the floor 
They march them through the valley of death 
An innocent child takes her last breath 

Like cattle through the night, how can this be right? 
Praying for forgotten faith, two by two through the devil’s gate 

The mother whose child was taken away, refuses to live another day 
Her life was empty when she arrived, with no more tears in her eyes 
With her son, she longs to be, in her head she counts to three, 
She holds her breath in suspense and takes her last on the fence 

The father who yearned for his only child could not go on without her smile 
For his girl, he craved revenge, knowing his life would also end 
He threw himself into the lion’s cage, the lions laughed and fired in rage 

The lover who was torn from his wife, remembered her words and kept his life 
She made him promise if she were to die that life goes on and there’s reasons why 

For all the ones left behind, for the many more they could not find 
All the hearts that were enslaved, for all the souls we could not save 
Remember them for so much more, not as slaves or victims of war 
For going through hell each day, facing death in the most awful way 

For the broken father and weeping mother 
The lost sisters and stolen brothers 

All the children that did not know, they would lose their right to grow 
The ones that lived to share their nightmare 
For the sleepless nights, they end up back there 

There are all souls like you and me 
May all the stolen be set free