Child of God
Can you tell me why I have to live like this?
I am only a child
I don't understand what is happening
Why did those men kill my parents?
Why did those men kill my brothers and sisters?
We didn't do anything
Somehow I survived
I don't know why
I don't have anything anymore
I don't have anyone anymore
Who is going to take care of me?
I'm sick too
I don't know what it is, but my whole family had it too
They tell me it will kill me
I don't want to die
I haven't even lived yet
I haven't learned how to read and write
Now that my family is dead
I have to live with all these people I don't know
Fortunatly I have a nice doctor to take care of me
I wish the people in my country were that nice
All they do is kill people
They like to take my food away
They like to take my water away
They like to do bad things to the women
My eyes are to young to see and feel the things I have
I hope that someday
All the people in my country
Will learn to like each other
That way no one else will have to suffer
That way no one else will have to die
That way other kids like me
Can live happy, healthy, and free.
Copyright © Tuti Wales | Year Posted 2006
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