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Heal Me
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Social Poems Come and heal my pain
His shattered heart prays in the rough streets
Alone in the night listening to the refugees scream
He suffers everyday
But no one knows his name
He stares at the moon at night
And wonders what will he eat
He begs for money and sometimes steals a fruit
His mother died when a bullet crossed her womb
Luckily enough the janjaweed are doomed
He is seen in the market place
But he really has no place to rest his head
Last month his tribe was vanished
Today hatred fills his head
Who might this child be?
The photographic memories revive
Every time his eyes are shout
Dark horse led the way to hell
Blood, bullets whizzed by, mom and dad died
These images constantly play in his mind
Come and heal my pain
He screams through the dark nights
Loneliness and hate are his companionship
He cries every night
But no one knows why
