Please

I sit here before you my sister by my side, 
                       my mother has gone,my father's also died,
                       a piece of bread i'am asking,just to keep us fed
                       i love my sister so much, i dont want her dead,
                       i dont know why were here,is it something that we've done,
                       where is the water,why too much sun,
                       all our crops have gone,we are just a few,
                       god have mercy on our souls,help us please do.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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