No Weep For Your Mother

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They came in the night, they made the women scream like animals. Then they killed the men, then they cut the breasts off of the women with babies, then they burnt the men’s bodies the village and the crops. Some of them were men, but more were children boys and girls.. with angelic faces, dead eyes , tight curly hair and machetes and gun.


They came in the night they caused a terrible fright. They butchered the men  and raped the women again and again then cut off the breasts of the mothers with babies. They shot those that ran like a dog with rabies.

They rounded us up, those under five they did not leave alive but us that could walk they took. The last sight we had of our sweet lives was the flames of our village, the last sight for those brave enough to look.

No weep for your brother, no weep for your father or mother  no weep or they beat you boy. Now you be a soldier you carry a gun say goodbye to happy days no more joy no more fun. You learn to shoot, you learn fast, you do as you are told you do not get asked. You sleep when your told you march till you drop if you do good you get a blanket to keep out the night’s cold.

You learn how to throw a grenade and set a mine then you learn to watch as people die from famine. You learn no pity you learn only pain  what ever you can get is someone’s loss but now it’s your gain.  You eat when the big boys say eat. If you take too much or steal it you get beat.

They don’t just take us boys they take girls too and what’s worse they have to sleep with the men and they get babies which is a curse. They have to do all that we have to do but don’t worry what the men do to them they sometimes do to us too.

We have to kill without mercy, burn villages and crops , us boys and the girls right up until their babies drop. No good looking frightened that will not save you, no good being pretty or cute that don’t bode well for you.

We loose what love we had, it is replaced by the gun and for long hot days in the sun covered in blood eventually you forget your mum. No chance for learning at school we are soldiers now on the road stealing and killing……… now isn’t that cool. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

They came in the night, they made the women scream like animals. Then they killed the men, then they cut the breasts off of the women with babies, then they burnt the men’s bodies the village and the crops. Some of them were men, but more were children boys and girls.. with angelic faces, dead eyes , tight curly hair and machetes and guns.


Child soldiers, taken from their villages, boys and girls both. Taken , used and abused. Beaten , hardened until they have no feelings.  Girls forced in to marriage and made pregnant still take part in raids..pregnant or carrying babies on their backs. Boys treated no better abused and hardened . Another horrible type of child abuse for this month of Child Abuse Awareness……………………..

19 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Randall
    Apr 18, 2012 @ 20:47:56

    Extremely powerfully done. So exceptionally sad.


  2. bipolarmuse
    Apr 19, 2012 @ 00:14:03

    So very sad… great post to bring awareness… ♥


    • willowdot21
      Apr 19, 2012 @ 08:53:25

      Thank you these dreadful things need to be brought out and shouted about. I despair at the evil in the world. I hope to make some good people aware and hope that one day we will deserve the title ‘humankind’ so far we do not appear to be very good or kind do we. I know there is good out there. Thank you so much for your support. The poems I have written this last week or so have frightened me.I have been horrified by the evil I have discovered in researching the poems.It has truly saddened me. Thank you again.xxxx


  3. LadyBlueRose's Thoughts Into Words
    Apr 19, 2012 @ 01:55:43

    how cruel to break spirits of children…
    but then the ones that do have no soul….
    yes extremey powerful, very visual….


    • willowdot21
      Apr 19, 2012 @ 08:46:31

      Thank you Maryrose this is another very hard subject that needed to be tackled and brought out into the open. I have found the last week or so very draining but these facts need to be aired. People need to know the fates of these children, as you say, “Broken and soulless” I only have my poetry to use but if I have to I will and use my words to shout out these wrongs. There are so many I doubt I shall cover them all before the end of the month. I am not even sure my mind can take in the horror. I just despair of the human race… or is that the inhuman race. Thank goodness my sane mind ( hopefully sane) knows there is plenty of good out there. We must remember that ‘The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing.’said by Edmund Burke.


  4. Missus Tribble
    Apr 19, 2012 @ 04:22:16

    This was so difficult to read – I remember hearing about these poor kids on the news.

    I think it’s important to get these things out in to the public eye, no matter how tough the subject matter. The world needs to know.


    • willowdot21
      Apr 19, 2012 @ 08:36:03

      Thank you it was very hard to write and I was nervous about the content but like the other poems I have written this last week or so the subject matter is real and should be out there. I am actually horrified at the many ways children are abused. In fact I am horrified at how evil and soulless humans are not only to children but to adults and the elderly there seems no line that some people will not cross. It makes me so sad …. humans who should know better even mistreat animals who have no defence. I just do not know what to think. I am very grateful for your support I feel I am writing what should be written. xxx


  5. Maiya
    Apr 19, 2012 @ 11:14:10

    Powerful!!! THANK YOU!


  6. catcherofstars
    Apr 19, 2012 @ 14:45:33

    You have such an explicit and truthful way of expressing the plight of the oppressed! If only everyone cared as much as you do!!!
    Andrea XOXOXO


  7. simon7banks
    Apr 19, 2012 @ 15:49:23

    Terrible truth.


  8. willowdot21
    Apr 19, 2012 @ 17:22:11

    Yes I am afraid so this is the terrible truth.


  9. granbee
    Apr 19, 2012 @ 18:47:29

    Thank you again and again for so strongly speaking out against–and picturing–these horrors of children fighting children in these senseless wars. I keep getting information from all over about Darfur horrors, especially.


  10. eof737
    Apr 20, 2012 @ 00:12:46

    One of the vestiges of war is what you wrote about Willow…… I wish those war mongering leaders in our midst would learn from it but they don’t… Child soldiers are one of humanity’s saddest stories… 😦


    • willowdot21
      Apr 20, 2012 @ 05:25:10

      Yes that is a sad fact of life. I think war will always be with us. It is a way of life for some. There is money to be made and power to be gained sadly I don’t think it is likely to stop anytime soon. I truly grieve for those young children robbed of their innocence and souls 😦


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