Human Rights For Contest
That day the army came to our village
And ravaged every part of it with terror
I held my baby sister, blood soaked,as she took her last breath
Dad died in the battle lines trying to protect our family
Mother and my two brothers managed to escape
I was recruited into the army with many other boys my age
Eventually I got up the ranks of a captain
I still fight the war that I don't understand, I still fight the war that's me
August 20 2015
Copyright © Njeri Hunjeri | Year Posted 2015
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