Analysis of Grief Market (Part 6)

Note : in order to understand the background of this poem, you ought to read parts 1 to 5 to understand it clearly. Thank you

I finished smoking burning cigarette,
And my cup was half full of alcohol.

Wondering if the grief market is a math
Solution, without a correct answer.

I heard a few crying kids, their tears
Were seen, and they were only souls.

They ran over me, I cried with my eyes
Imaging as if they were my own kids.

The first came to me with a teddy bear,
Asking me to meet with his alive father.

To tell him to stop of cuddling my toy,
And crying and breaking his heart more.

I am just next to him, he doesn't know it.
I always remove the nightmares of his soul.

I promised him to do it, and second kid
Came, with his two hands holding his head.

For a minute, I thought if my open eyes,
Starting dreaming of terrible nightmares.

And the third came, with an old paper map,
They had gray hair, missing their family home.

Second said, that he was slaughtered only
Because his father refused to give my sister away.

The third was his sister, asked me not to close
The grief market, before she meets with her parents.