Wondering what might become of me
I sit in the sun baking and it hurts me
2 years old I am all alone
Africa is no place for a child alone
When it comes to life in a village
They all pilfer and plunder to make sure there is survival of the fittest
Mommy why did you leave me
You lay here next to me
I saw those men and they couldnt kill me
I sit now waiting for my rightful destiny
WHen it comes to those around me
THey are not human nor can they think of me
They wander around wondering when I will be a meal
I wonder why daddy was killed and tossed in that river
It is hot and burning
I feel so thirsty
I gasp for air Im tired and hungry
Why in this world would god let a country
Suffer so heavily
In a life that is filthy
WHy do others fight wars
When we could be saved in an instance from this hellish civil war
Only 2 but as wise as many
My life on earth is only minutes from ending
I see a man in white
He comes to me and I say I want to die
He picks me up and says your a beautiful baby
In a life where many hate me
He tells me to close my eyes
I lay down and never again alive
The vultures must of had their way
But Jesus came and saved me from a painful day
My home was darfur
Now it is heaven
Maybe one day
Jesus can blanket that area
Or maybe he will bend into hearts
Of countries who only care about their living art
My home was africa and I was only 2
I died in the arms of an angel when I was rescued
Chronykle aka James H Morrow Jr
www.truelovelive.com
