War Child
Stands alone,
Cold and scared,
Hoping his mother and father will return,
Waiting, waiting,
But darkness comes,
No one is there.
Sits in the dark,
In the shell of her house,
Hoping her child will return,
Waiting, waiting,
But darkness comes,
No one is there.
The red sun rises,
The child walks alone,
Back to the shell of his home,
His mother is there,
Lying in the dust,
He is alone once more.
Copyright ©2006 Laura M Griffin
1 comment:
As we have just come out of one world week i thought i'd post this as a remimder. just something i put together for a competition about 4yrs ago but its still relevant today.
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