They killed in the village before my eyes.
Four days I could not speak.
Four days I was mute.
Until I understood.
Nobody expects anything from anybody.
And anybody can do anything to anyone.
No matter how much older I grow,
How grown up I will be,
When I am uneasy and full of sorrow,
I will wish my mother by my side.
But I am hopeless
When it comes to the world.
This poem won an award.
