I hold my open arms

Empty and bare

In hope of holding you

With love and care

But the cold and hatred

Haunts me time to time

The day I lost you

Still reminds me of my crime

It was a marketplace

Filled with crowd

People running everywhere

To busy and too loud

Your little haand squashed in mine

As we tried to find our way

You couldn't keep up with the rush

On that dreadful day

You hand lost mine on the way

As I kept running on

Not once looking back to see

Where you had gone

At last I turned back to look

And I found no one

Horrified and frightened

I looked around for my only son

I searched and searched the place

For a sight of you

In spite of searching everywhere

I could not find you

Alas I sat down on the floor

And to my heart's consent cried

I couldn't remove the guilt from my heart

However hard I tried

And even today...

I hold my open arms

Empty and bare

In hope of holding you

With love and care

But the cold and hatred

Haunts me time to time

The day I lost you

Reminds me of my crime...