Who was my father,
my mother,
I had long forgot!
Who was my teacher,
my friend,
I recalled not.
Grabbed away from
home
at the age of five.
Equipped and well trained,
I learn to
fight.
The value of life
you ask me,
sorry I know not.
I only know I was alive
when
my enemy was not.
My hands were red,
stained by
enemies' blood.
Small and tiny,
but,
plastered with scars.
You ask me my dream,
To me,
my dream seems far.
Give me my family
and
then I'll laugh.
26/09/02
my mother,
I had long forgot!
Who was my teacher,
my friend,
I recalled not.
Grabbed away from
home
at the age of five.
Equipped and well trained,
I learn to
fight.
The value of life
you ask me,
sorry I know not.
I only know I was alive
when
my enemy was not.
My hands were red,
stained by
enemies' blood.
Small and tiny,
but,
plastered with scars.
You ask me my dream,
To me,
my dream seems far.
Give me my family
and
then I'll laugh.
26/09/02
