In October's dawn, when peace became a stain to remain, A mother and sons were taken, their tears to remain. Red hair in sunlight, young Kfir held close to sustain, Four months old - too brief a life allowed to remain. Ariel, just four, whose laughter should still entertain, Now silent stories of childhood refuse to remain. Empty promises made, their words proved in vain, Another mother's absence forced to remain. Her husband freed, but what comfort can he obtain When memories of three lost loves must remain? Seventy others in Gaza still bear the chain, While history watches, some choose to abstain, remain. Shiri means "my song," let her story constrain Those who'd let such barbarity silently remain.