Written by: LUCY KIETI

I turned  and turned,
Where was my help,
Where could i get help from.
Who was to rescue me,
I was going down hill.

I looked and looked,
No one was nearby,
No one heard me scream,
No one on sight,
I was going down hill.

I cried and cried ,
Pain engulfed my throat,
Pain pierced through my heart,
Pain was my companion,
i was going down hill.

Then i looked in the sky,
Knelt down to pray,
I was drained of all my strengh ,
At the bottom of the hill, 
I cried for mercy.

Where was my help,
Dear God ,
Dear God,
Dear God,