Hunger, sickness, disease, children dying everyday because poverty taken over. Life a daily challenge. Funerals everyday for a sisters, brothers, sons or daughters. Mourning death makes them weaker, and wondering if they will be next. Cut up feet and aching muscles, dry throats and empty stomachs. Weak and tired only the will to survive keeping them alive. Children looking to the sky for guidance, praying to stay alive, pray for someone to help them. Holding each other close and walking for kilometres for diseased water. Feeling like theres no hope left, but we can make a difference
