I cry I
cry
Looking
at our life in the village
Graves
all over
Breadwinners no more due to HIV/AIDS pandemic
Widows
are stigmatized.
I cry I cry
Parents
go to the city
Children
left alone
To take
care of younger siblings
Not one
to offer parental guidance.
I cry I
cry
Education
is of less value here
Girls
drop out of school due to early pregnancies
High
cases of abortion
Prostitution
becomes an option.
I cry I
cry
Basic
needs a by the way
A meal a
day is all they get
Kwashiokor
is normal here
Jiggers form
houses in legs.
I cry I
cry
Lord help
me
Let me be
the change here
It might
not be a big one
That's my
vision and prayer
Let cries
turn into smiles
Smiles
into laughter
Amen.
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