Monday 25 October 2010

Child Soldiers...

A knife, a gun and a bullet

You’re a kid, don’t fight with it

Eight or nine years of age

What happens? Where’s the outrage?


You run, you hide, you shoot, you kill

A bullet is a razor’s sharp pill

A man goes down, you don’t know

Thinking a game, so how should it go?


The harm is implanted into your souls

Wait; soon there’ll be some dark ghouls

They haunt, they scream, they’re there

Of darkest nightmares, you should beware


Men stole all from you and your friends

Your childhood, happiness and innocence

Can’t get it back, it’s long gone

Too much happened, you all go on


You hide, you run, you fight, you kill

Knowing just that’s your masters will

He gets you if you don’t obey

Hope is gone; you just lost your way


Years have passed, you finally left

Can’t forget that unimaginable theft

The theft’s been the worst to be

Your soul has died, can you be free?


The sparkling eyes, the laugher’s gone

Where did it go? How can life go on?

You’re sitting there, begging and crying eyes

No need for words, enough for days


Your gun is gone, your commander too

What happened is just left with you

You spend the nights caught in dark hell

No help is there, no one to raise the bell


Ghouls and dead souls come every night

Screaming, you wake up, sweaty, you cried

Cried, pain is now all over your soul

Hope someday, they disappear, that ghoul


The greatest theft of all out time

Is being committed globally, just the same

Children are destroyed with no end

Don’t forget, it’s on them we depend


To destroy the children is easy enough

The world will be caught in a deadly cough

The world will choke on the misery

Soon you see: we killed our destiny!

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

some background of the song?

Xiao Dan is on... said...

it s no song...its my experience in the DRC...

CHERYLIA I said...

Sad but beautiful poem though.