Abandoned
She was alone in a house
A bombed out shell
Living in a city that resembled hell,
Face caked in dirt and dust
A forlorn little girl alone and lost,
Parents buried below the stones,
The rest of the families whereabouts, unknown
She cries dry tears from dry eyes
She is barely even conscious if she is alive,
Around outside all she hears is bombs
She feels so abandoned and so alone,
Her hair like her clothes are a tousled mess
She is in pain and so much distress
And as she moved and stood up
Stepping over the rubble, over the parents she loved her pain was doubled,
She walked zombie like towards the road
Outside this bombed out shell that was once her home,
She was too young to have go through this
At 4 or 5 years old she is a witness,
To genocide and atrocities
Carried out by different countries globally.
The blood is on their hands, that of the innocent
For driving this city and this country into a downward descent,
Towards a dark place many would call hell
Where once good homes were now just shells,
Where once good families beneath the rubble dwell
And abandoned and alone in this place, is this little girl,
No where to go, no future for her
No hope left for her in this world,
Now look at her and watch her pain and hurt
And then look back at me
And tell me what is going on is not indecency,
Look me in the eyes and tell me these are not crimes
Crimes against humanity,
Government leaders, despots and dictators
Play games with innocent lives,
Ruining this poor abandoned girls life,
All for money, power and territory
In the name of all these things humanity bleeds
And all that is left is abject misery.
10/6/2018
Sponsor : Brenda Chiri
Copyright © Fauxcroft Wade | Year Posted 2018
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