Lost
Lost in a world so cold. Hungry for food. Lips as dry as clay. Surviving day by day.
Lost in a world with no hope. Finding it hard to cope. Hair as greasy as oil. Nails filled deep
with mud. Every where I look I see blood.
Lost in a world alone. No place to call 'my home'. No mother to love me or feed me. No
sister to play. No father to console me. Alone day by day.
Lost in a world so cold. All I have is hope.
(For the children of war)
Copyright © Yasmin Ilahi | Year Posted 2009
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