I Cry Poem by salha kibwana

I cry
I cry for the children that are homeless
I cry for the brave men on the frontline that left their families behind,
I cry endlessly for the mothers that have lost their children,
I cry for the nations that are brutalized with ethnicity
I cry for the ignorant citizens who are exploited daily
I cry for every sin and sinners
I cry for the day weapons were invented,
I cry for the First World War which sparked the second.
I cry for those who slept yesterday on an empty stomach.
But mostly I cry for those “not promised tomorrow”.