Evaporation by Fatema

* intro Reverse sweeping swells: *mournful mother’s singing* They told me about my son's martyrdom I told them let me see him, kiss him, get my fill of him They replied... Your son has evaporated! 🥹... He was torn to pieces…. his body was consumed by fire… He is no longer here.. You cannot say goodbye to him... You will not touch him for the last time... You will not hold him in your arms... You will not whisper in his ear the words of the final farewell... *Reverse swells building: I cried and cried until I got tired and my eyes fell asleep.. Then he came to me in my dreams and gave me a kiss and ran quickly.. For me to wake up from my sleep wishing that the meeting was real and the news of his martyrdom was a dream.