I escaped the hells of war
To be pinned to shelter’s floor
Raped abused and forced by men
Who supposed protect me then
Ah Sudan, what is my fault
Why I pay for this assault
I just want to play with dolls
I’m a child in men’s pitfall
Malakal is not child safe
I myself a poor waif
Forced to prostitute by aid
I am weak, I am afraid
Childhood spoiled by the crimes
Men commit to gain the primes
Be that women, land or gold
Can’t I stay away from all?
Let me live my girlhood free
Let me be who I want to be
Am I asking for too much?
Why you all ask me to shush?!
To victims of abuse at Malakal
© Copyright: Лейла Руш, 2022
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