This young girl was standing near the side of the road as we traveled by bus back from one of the Watoto Childcare villages to our guest house in Kampala, Uganda.
Eyes that have seen white people come
and go, leaving her behind.
Eyes that have seen riches
flash and flee.
Eyes that cry out
in silence "will you remember me?"
And I am forever changed.
Weeping for their loss, hunger, need.
And my spirit shouts "Yes!"
And I can not forget.
I'm hearing the words to a Sarah McLachlan song:
I’m so tired but I can’t sleep
Standin’ on the edge of something much too deep
It’s funny how we feel so much but we cannot say a word
We are screaming inside, but we can’t be heard
But I will remember you
Will you remember me?
Don’t let your life pass you by
Weep not for the memories
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