The Desert of Darfur
Alone
from family
No
friends, no one to talk to.
Children
running and playing
Not
enough food for everyone.
Where’s
the money?
People
continue to come
Looking
for shelter or a relative
Seeking
help, seeking education.
Everyday
new people come
Some
more injured than others
Some
still crying over love ones.
The
Desert of Darfur
Tribes
being bombed
The
Janjaweed attacking their villages.
Children
miss their home and family,
Knowing
they cannot return until it is safe again.
Seeing
children coming in alone,
I
think of my own.
How
lucky I am to have a family,
Yet,
we do not realize it.
Taking
things for granted,
While
these kids have nothing.
The
Desert of Darfur
Vanessa Lieberman
I did a poem as if I was an aid
worker. In the poem the message that I want to get across, is what is happening
in the Desert of Darfur. I did a poem because in poems you can create your own
visual representation.
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