Orphans

A dozen children
Look at me
With hollow eyes
Seeming envious

They have
No mother
No father
No homes to go to
War took them away

A question bubbles up
Inside me
Why do I have mother
Standing next to me
But not them?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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