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Where is my Mummy?
…Where is my Mummy?
…Where is my Mummy?
…”My Lord Nation walked through the soil without doubt and fears of
Every nation seen children’s with their own father and mother
Holding hands by hand with sweet smiles on their face!
Walking through the street for shopping.
My Lord I beg today no one
World leaders are to busy to make our street
Oceans out of their own children’s blood!
Am I not human being my dear Lord?
Was I not counted before I ever was born on earth?
Sister, Sister, where is my father and mother?
Sister, sister, where is our house?
Sister, sister where is our home?
Sister, sister why are you running?
Sister, sister, where are you going?
Sister, sister, please tell me?
Sister, sister, let me get my doles
I want to play with beautiful doles
Please my sister let me get my doles?
I don’t want to lose my father and mother
I want to play with my father and mother
Please sister takes me to my mother.
I want to go shopping with my mother,
I want to buy nice and beautiful dole for
My coming birthday and
25th is the Christmas I want to buy
Christmas gifts for my Lord Jesus Christ.
Sister, sister, why is every things broken down?
What happen in our town!
Where are our neighbors today?
Please sister tells where my mummy is?”
By author Abdul Haye Amin.
The Islands Historia De Amor. (About the Book). | The Islands Historia De Amor
