I am unsure how to credit the photo & story. They both inspire in me a spirit of strength and a desire to share the emotions they bring out in this poem below.
Weathered hearts look solemnly upon this child,
Expression held back, deep, deep, sorrow,
The sparrow neither sings, nor chirps,
Little chickadee looks down in silence,
Upon tattered cloth, and grief bit lip,
Stand tall in solidarity with your people,
Be proud and stand tall in honor,
For as the bell tolls your brother stares down at you in honor,
For his martyrdom has made you a hero,
In the eyes of all people,
Your a symbol of pride,
Strength and courage,
For you honor him and your people.