the children or war

The Children of War

By Gayatri Wedotami (Intan), 1996

A boy in Palestine

may come and ask me

as he never lived in peace

“Can you teach me how to sing a song

and I will teach you how to use a gun?”

A boy in vietnam

may come and ask me

as he has lost his two legs

“You look so perfect, can

you give me one of your legs?”

A girl in Iraq

may come and ask me

as she never went to school after the war

“How come you enjoy eating at Mcdonald’s

while I’m starving here and never go to school again

because of America?”

A group of children in chechnya

may come and ask me

as they are now being orphans

“What were you doing

When our parents shot by the Russians?”

A group of girls in bosnia

May come and ask me

As they were raped by the Serbians

“We’re pregnant. Should we kill

our babies or see them grown up

and hurt as again?”

suddenly

thousands, no millions

children from war

come and ask me

(as they lost they happiness and childhood)

“When will the people on earth

stop this disaster?”

I saw them crying

their bloody tears made up a lake

I saw them, anggrily

running after me

Oh, no! Help!

(Nobody listen to me.

as no one listen to them)