Child soldier, you afflicted soul
All the carnage that you have witnessed
Must be cumbersome to your heart
With such torturous persistance
All the bloodshed your hands have wrought
By the black will of the warlord
Who has manipulated you
Must be haunting each dream you have
I cannot begin to conceive
The anguish you must be feeling
As I live in America,
No hardship I experience
Is nowhere near as difficult
As the sorrow you have suffered
Over such a concise lifetime
I pray God gives you the strength
To endure these dark memories
To survive the warlord's brainwash
Do you feel a belief in God
With so much torment in your heart?
