Humanitarian Aid Worker
I have not met you, yet
I am hurting for you
I am affected so strongly by
What happened to you
Your world was turned
Right upside-down
Now Life is trickling slowly,
From your injured body
You cry heavy tears,
Your voice staining the air
"Aidez-moi, s'il vous plait!"
Yes, I can understand
My dear, you are so far away
I promise I will get there
As quickly as I can
You are my future
Destination
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