image: Hannah Patchett
You have thrown us like stones
detained us in camps.
You look down on us
proud of yourself.
Detention, poverty, death, malnutrition
increase day by day.
Our children still dream, think, draw tools of war,
are displaced, detained, suffering.
We have never seen freedom.
Our eyes are still closed.
Let us open them as you do.
Let us live free as you live.
You brought poverty into our country,
divided our country into pieces.
You burned villages,
threw children and elders into fire.
You separated people into colours,
taught them to kill their brothers,
rape their sisters.
Your cruel heart kills our men.
Your cruel heart kills our women.
Your cruel heart kills our children.
Our beautiful country is now
a Country of Widows
living in your shadow.