leaving,run to sleep in the bush
open air like an animal, lush
cannot tell where, I am hidden
whereabouts unknown, forbidden
some parents were tortured, told
death comes either way, so cold
my friends gone, taken from school
bodies are found, piled in a red pool
arms,
legs, and heads, separated
nightly,
young girls are penetrated
death
screams through the night
searching
daily, places in the light
I
am ten years old, no more class
churches
burned, no more mass
both
parents are dead, I have to work
girls
gather firewood to sell, rebels lurk
found,
trying to run, two men stand there
screaming,
at me, wishing I’d disappear
trying
to run, but I am held down, clothes off
both
take turns raping me, hear them scoff
beaten
with fists, bleeding, I have no motion
feeling
warmth, hot blood flows, like an ocean
sensing
someone is looking at me, screaming
my
arms, legs have been cut, all black, fading
light
appears, alive and agony, emotionless
I
am no longer in the woods, I am motionless
someone
brought me to a clinic somewhere
seeing
people I am afraid, skin hurts from air
only
have one arm, two knees, an elbow left
many
days I could do nothing, so then I slept
soon
I was moved to another place, with others
but
none were like me, no fathers and mothers
others
were playing, we all had some school
I
live in a wheeled chair, finally, a good tool
everyday
is not good, I have no legs & no arm
everyday
beaten, by the other children, so harm
I
hate each day wondering about this long war
all
my days in the Congo, no freedom, no door
food
is very rare we eat once a day, how to get food
an older
boy gathers wood to sell, he knows he should
tomorrow
may not come, agony, I wish today was over
my
daily beating will come as agony as children hover
*Research
is from You Tube interviews when
Children
of War Speak is searched.
These
children are from the Congo where
life
is suffered in daily fear and death
and
tomorrows may or may not come.
I
did not go into details of the sexual assaults
because
I would have to put an adult rating
on
the write and the website.
**There
are child soldiers interviews also and
as
I said some take a minimum of 3 years
just
to adjust to safe neighborhoods
And
are relocated all over the world from
the
Congo of Africa and other parts of Africa
and
South America.
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