Dear mother, don't cry
It's time to say goodbye
Pray for me to be strong
This land is worth a try

Dear mother, cheer my wife
Hold her hand to conquer life
She gave me love amidst strife
As much as I held her high

Dear mother, tell my son
I left to regain the sun
To shine for him when I'm gone
'Til he spreads his wings and fly

Dear mother, be brave
I See the light in my grave
The next life's what I crave
It's not the end when we die

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**This poem is dedicated to the superheroes of my country. Without their sacrifices, we wouldn't have been here until now. Their death is not in vain and unlike any other sad event. They die for us and they don't regret it. They meet their creator with a bright face and a heart full of faith.

"وَلَا تَحْسَبَنَّ الَّذِينَ قُتِلُوا فِي سَبِيلِ اللَّهِ أَمْوَاتًا ۚ بَلْ أَحْيَاءٌ عِنْدَ رَبِّهِمْ يُرْزَقُونَ"

صدق الله العظيم.