We Were Helpless
We where wandering gladely in the crowd
When the cries started calling loud
We bockled our souls with fear
Hoping that our souls will send us somewhere
We scattered ourselves like a disowned bird
Praying for our story to be seen or heard
We scorned every corner in a bid to hide
But no hole suite our soul to glide
We were caught like a pekish pigeon
And sent to a deserted prison
There we learn how to part souls from the bodies
There we replace our infancies with brute hobbies
We became the santry in the battle field
As we stand in front like a human shield
We were let loose like a raving beast
To employ the gun as a better fist
Our close and country relatives became the foes
We smile and dance while we inflict woes
Our actions was the master of our head
While human suffering dominates our bread
If you say our deeds and conscience abide
Then age 8 to 14 were no child
If you hold us for the trouble
Them we were not born humble
But if you see us as little lum
Then forgive us and help us reform
poem by Kemurl Fofanah
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