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Dec 2015
My other children

My children are sleeping
Warm and snug in their beds
Sweet slumber, they dream away
Their gentle soothing breaths
Have my heart at peace
My children are asleep
Safe and sound in their beds
No worries no hassle no war
Just sweet sweet sleep
They dream of sunshine
And flowers and beautiful colours
They dream of beauties of this world
Then there are my other children
My children born of different mothers
Bless their tiny eyes, they cant sleep
They have no bed to keep them warm
Theres an empty space where a sister or a brother should have been
Their mother lies awake
Fearing for their safety
Scared for their future, if they have one
Their mother who loves her children
Just like me
A mother whose heart screams at this world to give them justice
Give them quiet, give some peace
These children are having nightmares
Of the realities of this world
Shazia ullah
Written by
Shazia ullah  Bradford
(Bradford)   
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