War Child
I am a war child Survivor of atrocities Bullets, explosions, cries, deaths Slaughters, pain. I've seen it all Mothers weeping at the loss of children Fathers fighting to their death For a hope unseen Children calling out to parents with no response Forced to fend on their own. I am a war child My scars tell a story My silence my cry And my strength my experience With all conflicts that have met my eye None lifts my heart Like that between same bloods Black against black Brother against brother, Why?
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