A young girl stands on a blood drenched road,

With eyes wide she witnesses the massacre,

One by one her people fall,

As the devils army sweeps through her town.

Fear stricken, she drops to her knees

Covering her ears with her tiny hands,

A mother reaches out to her desperately

But is torn away from life, fallen.

The girl stares into her mothers eyes

And as they close for the last time,

She sheds a tear for every life taken on that day,

A tear for her country.

They are the invisible ones

Living in a forgotten world,

Death bestowed upon them this day,

To make way for the devils army

Left sitting alone in the dusty war-torn street,

She wonders what is to become of her,

An orphan of the ruthless world

A child of the war.

Nikki Read