The Affected Generations

I weep, I sob, I cry a loud Seeing the horrible committings around Which halt the sense Quake the earth Frighten the devils And jerk the hells, But the committers are not a little bit feared or sad Contrary, they are ever glad; Here was my beautiful garden and There was my fine hut All have been destroyed, My sister, my brother, my mom, my dad All have been killed, As violently the committers have exploded Violently they have fired Violently they have burned Violently they have slaughtered Violently they have cut Violently they have divided Violently they have raped Violently they have choked Violently they have massacred; Now, I am alone A seven years child, From dustbin I have been rescued They threw me there, Misfortunate! misfortunate! ! My future is unknown, Again, I am not alone Like me in the society many children I see.