I'm helpless, as I stand here waiting Mama, won't you come to me! Fire, ashes, burns and death, Where is my family? I am but eighteen months old now And wonder why I'm here alone There's only sand and broken homes And nothing else but bones and bones. Won't someone hear me; here I am. I'm hungry mama, where are you? Come hold me tight, I feel so scared Oh, mama, I need you! I sit and cry the whole day long I'm tired and weary, and forlorn, The sun is up, a scary sight, It's hot and sandy, a scary sight. I'm crying out loud, yet no one cares Nobody loves me, nobody dares, I wonder why I was ever born; To feel humanity's wrath and scorn? No water here to quench my thirst, No hugs to calm my trembling fears No one to claim me as their own To wipe away my tears. There are no friends to play with me To pull my hair, to tickle me, To change my clothes when I am wet, To cuddle me and call me pet... I lie here now in hope that you Might come and carry me away From what I see and lest should be One of those as history.