Humanitarian Service Team

Poems· — What does this really mean? Guys why life is like this? I love my friends Those who accepted me the way I am and couldn’t judge my weakness but instead...

Poems· — We all believe in one God. But under different ways Under different names With the different stories and beliefs which connects us all to that one God The difference proves...

Poems· — Right in your hands That very hard night Because I am your child That time we had a chance to turn a page and the only way to get out...

Poems· — I am called African The UN calls me a refugee I call myself an alien My parents think I am the baby My neighbors say I act as an adult...

Poems· — Life is crazy Life is mysterious Life is beautiful Life is confused Life is full of fantasies When I was 8 years I remember I used to believe I am...

War

Poems· — War war war Our enemy The threat to human being The great result of misunderstanding You took our families Such as uncles, aunts and relatives Children are orphans Our parents...

Poems· — I love my parents I love everything they do They give me food They give me Christmas clothes They sent me to school I will be a president They love...

Poems· — We miss peace We need peace We love peace Where are you peace? Where do you hide? How to find you? When will you come back? We need you peace

Poems· — My mother land My ancestors’ historical reference My beloved continent Africa Africa Africa I love Africa I am Africa We are Africa Africa is ours