Our lost home

You save it from becoming cold ashes.
You were beautiful and you dreamed beautifully.
You have lost your steadfast heritage and your dream have been shattered.
You become crippled and tried to get up but
You didn't get help and you died.
You turned into a cremation ground.
You made the eyes seen,but you were born unconscious.
You made the eyes seen, but you gave birth to the lost conscious.
Everyone took their meanings and left you alone.
You cried and others went on their way laughing
I grew up in your arms now you lost your arms.
I  still go to that place to  seen your beauty, but  i know you are no more that  i return disappointed every time.