What I See Is Pity
In
the
land
of
myth
and
the
time
of
magic.
The
kingdom
littered
with
dead
bodies.
No
one
cares
for
the
children
The
terrible
blow
from
the
east
create
sickness.
The
soldier
from
the
west
came
with
no
mercy
No
father,
No
mother.
All
i
see
is
pity
in
the
eyes
of
the
children.
Oh!
Children
of
the
North.
Your
surferness
will
soon
rest
in
peace...
Copyright © Muhammad Abdullahi | Year Posted 2013
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