Fights They Never Chose

Fights They Never Chose

They carried weight too heavy for their years,

Small hands that held a war they could not name,

Their cries unanswered, washed away by tears,

In battles fought for love and not for fame.

Devotion wrapped in chains they called their own,

A loyalty too blind to see the cost,

They stood with trembling hearts, afraid, alone,

Not knowing what they carried could be lost.

But love should never leave such jagged scars,

Nor ask for blood from those too young to bleed,

A child should not be sent to silent wars,

Or made to pay for someone else's need.

Now they unlearn the weight they never chose,

And find the voice that every wound still knows.

Through gentle hands and words that hold them near,

They learn to rest, to breathe, to stand with grace,

To see their worth beyond the pain and fear,

And find in healing, love's most rightful place.