A Dark World by Jayla L

Where I live
is now turned into a dark world.
What was once peaceful is now filled with anger
the saddened faces of people as they get beat;
they cry out for help;
death fills their eyes.
They leave knowing a dark world.

Knowing that any second is my last,
I have no more hope.
They hear our cries, but still refuse to send help.
This is beyond a dark world,

We hold our families as we cry
They go one by one,
chopping and slashing as they go by.
This is a dark world,

We keep asking and asking and asking for help.
They say we "have the whole package"
except that we are blacks, Africans, negroes.
Another way for the white man
telling us to go to Hell.
This is a dark world,

they leave us crying, dying, begging for mercy
to spare our lives.
They leave man, woman, boy and girl;
the new born and elder in a world of hatred,
anger, destruction.
This is a dark world,

I stand up from the ground.
I am the last one standing.
I look around what I once called home
now, torn down.
Where is my family?
They are nowhere to be found.
I am scared I want my mommy and daddy to hold me,
comfort me, carry me, but they are gone now.
I close my eyes and open them,
hoping that it's just a bad dream,
but when I open my eyes I was facing reality.
I hoped that the conflict wouldn't come back,
but it never left.
It was just pushed into another country
where the masacre could happen again.

This is a dark world.

(Based on the movie "Hotel Rwanda")