Refugee Girl
One day I saw a little girl cry,
in response to this I asked why?
She said the world is too dark.
This to me seemed an odd remark.
I asked again why she was sad,
she said the world had gone bad.
I asked again why she had no shoe.
She replied that she lost it too.
This time I asked her how I could help
She said bring back Mummy,
my home
and friends.
