All Alone (Streets Children)

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By Adut Mayom Apioth, South Sudan

The rain never stops,

The cold that freezes their hearts,

Weakening their will to live,

Fear chase them from home,

Due to father’s beatings,

All those bruises,poverty,hunger,

Until pain become their mentor,

And hunger their companion,

All their sorrows deepen,

Wounding their youth,

So they move out,

For they believe they had another family,

That embrace all tribes,

For them to provide shelter and cloth them,

But on is their shut hope,

Now they starve in the dark,

Waiting for death to beacon…….

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