A Child of War

as she lies bleeding

the girl who skipped and hopped to school

all of nine and a half years old

with ribbons in her hair and a laugh that was

her father's pride

as she lies bleeding

the warm bullet lodged in her torn stomach

she stares at her skipping rope

as her blood soaks it the colour of the cherries her mummy buys

as she lies bleeding

she sees the people through the thick black smoke

blurred visions of scattering feet and shoes left behind

hearing nothing but the pinging in her blown-out eardrums

as she lies bleeding

she slips away quickly and then she is dead

a mangled heap of a nine and a half year old girl

whose laugh was her father's pride

as she lies bleeding

for even in death she bleeds some more

the warm bullet wedged in her torn stomach

steals the light from her bright little eyes

as she lies bleeding

in jallianwala bagh in '19

leningrad in '42

freetown in '98

soweto in '76

jenin in '02

hanoi in '68

beirut in '85

kabul now

basra still

gaza too

as she lies bleeding

this little nine and a half year old girl

whose laugh was her father's pride

we know she'll bleed and bleed some more

tomorrow and in many tomorrows yet unborn

with that warm bullet in her stomach 

ripped open and torn

as she lies bleeding..