I am a child
I am a child,
I do not understand what
The fuss is all about
I live and dream of the toys world.
I am a three years old child
I do not understand politics
Let alone Palestine national identity ethics
And yet I am targeted as a terrorist
They dropped a payload precision guided,
America provided
Killed my family, severed my limbs
And left me paralysed.
I am a three years old child
I do not understand politics
I am a Tigrian from the black race
I did not know skin colour matters
But Americans provided bombs
slave traders deployed to wipe me out from the Earth’s face
I am a child
Thee years old
A Ukrainian that I am,
I have been told
Look now
I am disembowelled
The Russian did it!
What kind of a world,
Is this you claim to own?
Belay Ambelay