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I struggled holding onto my tears, 
My feelings kept pushing my hands,
Towards the sheet of emotions,
My pen kept bleeding the deeds of Africa.

Now pending down the deeds of Sierra Leone,
In tears, I struggled with my pen,
Capturing the source of these emotions,
I wrote with my face standing against my feelings.

Somewhere in Africa, 
The lands were sprayed with gun's fire.
Hopelessly, they ran in confusion.
Starvation greeted them without mercy.

Their blood the peace of the land,
Rolling like an ocean.
The land bursted in pains and sorrows,
Giving birth to child soldiers.

Dark and slippery was her path.
Fearfully sucking out lives,
For the endless love for diamonds.
Enslaving the future of the land.

Out of the lake of blood,
They gather diamonds.
Lives flew out bodies like birds from the trees.
Babies sucking lives than vampire.

Out of the heart of Sierra Leone,
Mounted blood and pressure.
Spraying the street from it head to toes.
The act of intelligence, was the only way out.

The whites shadowed their condition,
Partnering with their diamonds heart.
The issue of confict diamonds,
Grew taller than the tower of London.

Child soldiers painting the land,
With blood and tears.
Pulling down the love of Africa.
The moon and the sun became enemies.

Death grew fear like monsters,
Spreading it aroma to the innocent.
In the shadow of death,
They were lost.

How painful it is?
Flashing their own blood,
For the love of diamonds,
Losing your blood to death.

"Go tell my parents,
They will see me no more,
I'm gone"
Was their daily song.

Cow ate cow's ,
Involving all attractors.
The cloud is dark,
Tears pulling down like rain.

On to the breeze that carry news,
I concluded the source,
Of the pains and sorrows in conflict diamonds,
That death is equivalent to blood Diamond.

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