If ever you knew
the pain in hunger
if ever you tasted
the helplessness in poverty
if ever you knew
The pain in solidarity
If ever you knew
how it feels to hear
you own child's cry
And you know that you
you can never do
Anything to console
If ever you knew
How it feels to stand amidst
the rain of bullets
and wish for nothing
but destruction of
you and all yours
If ever you knew
the grief in cry of hopelessness
If ever you knew
The anguish of your heart
weighing down in utter woe
If ever you knew.
-Edna Anna Vilot.
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