Letter From PalestineI don't know what they want
as I'm just a poor little girl
Living alone no more sisters nor brother
My friendI always remember when took my parents
That group of strangers to me to worry not
That my parents would be back to me
But not to this day do I ever see
My friendNow that I've nothing to carry, no to worry
That I find no more of mother's affection
Nor father's smile saying "hi sweetie"
But I still have hope though faint as it is
To whom shall I turn for help?will anybody listen to my whining?
I am just a poor little girl, one of the many
who will only live of tha aids of humanity
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