Hi Lica girl.
Yes, I saw the baby you are cuddling
But, age 14, I still think you are a girl
Although you are a Mum
But you don’t know
Who is your baby’s father.
Maybe the one
Who had a scar cross his face?
Maybe the one
Who had one eye?
Maybe the one
Who only had one ear?
Yes, your baby same as you,
Never had a chance to know
Who is the father!
Oh, only one night
One night, only enough time
To Have a dream.
That was a big evening –
Harvest celebration evening.
I heard guns shouting
People shouting,
Kids crying…
I thought it was just a dream
but this dream was too long
When I wake up again
I saw the bright sunshine
I am lying on the ground
Without my yellow dress on
Blood cover half my leg
I realise it was not a dream.
I've been pulled out of my hut,
Mum’s screaming
Fires burning in the all the crops
Neighour's been shot
brother's been taken away
Men jump on me,
one after another
It was not a dream.
I crawled back to my home.
No, it can't be
can't be I get lost
The place I called home for 13 years
Now is not there!
My hut not there!
Who, who is lying near the
burned ground?
Oh, Mum. Mom!
"Wake up! Please!"
Mum, you always keep us clean.
Why are you lying on the floor?
You hold my yellow dress
You did try to protect your girl.
But the bullet stopped you.
Mum you love to be neat, clean,
but why you have so much blood?
What ever I wiped, it just keeps
coming out?
Mum, why? Why?
Only one night
Only take one night.
Make me homeless
Brother been taken
to fill up their lost
Mum get shot
From trying protect her kids
Mum, you don't stop bleeding
Because you want to show
Your blood to this bright sunshine
To this world...
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