A Sierra Leone native named Ishmael Beah,
At the age of twelve, lost the right to be free
Drafted in the army, his life changed
A life of easiness had been exchanged
His loving family gone
Everything was wrong
Feeling nothing when slaughtering men
His life was much different now than it was then
Revolved around fighting and drugs
He now was living among the bugs
Rescued by UNICEF at age sixteen,
They saved him from being a killing machine
His heart remained the same
Like a fire with flame
After a long rehabilitation,
He had gone through transformation
His uncle took him in
Took him for a spin
The rebels and army became one
Taking over the city was done
His uncle passed
So he ran away fast
Out of the country at last!
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