For Darfur : Displaced Persons Camp in Darfur : by Yala Korwin

Please follow me and watch that woman bent,

as willows bend, face hidden in her hand.

A picture of despair, to say the least.

That other one is hiding in her tent.

She was tortured and raped, here on the sand.

The Devil on Horseback did it. A beast.

For her it was a shame. For him -- a feast.

Now she’s ostracized. Custom of this land.

These orphaned children sit. They never play.

They seem to be so scared. They sit and they

just stare at nothing. They look so spent …

Their future? Who knows? Let’s hope -- not all gray

This boy is maimed. His sister’s womb is rent.

The men do battle. They kill. The children pay.




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