War Experience

I walked many days Looking for a place of safety My mattress on my head No food and money My feet rise like yeast And my strength is fainting Rebels shooting everywhere Bullets on target Bullet missing targets My heart fills with pain My eyes fill with tears The road is crowded Everybody moving to nowhere Freight gave me his garment No strength to move further I gather dry leaves to sleep And cold blanket me Rebels patrolling every street Ready to eliminate anyone I hid in a tree Watching every action And ants visited me Worried about my situation Less rebels look up the tree The ministry of angels I remembered All the rebels went into deep sleep And I walk freely into safety