In the heart of Sierra Leone, where hope should bloom,
A shadow falls, cloaked in sorrow, a heavy gloom.
Oscar’s laughter, once bright, now echoes in vain,
A fragile spirit, lost beneath the weight of pain.
The streets pulse with life, yet he walks alone,
With dreams that flicker like stars cast in stone.
In a world where silence stifles cries unspoken,
He bore the burden, yet felt so broken.
Young hearts collide with the weight of despair,
A battle unseen, clawing at air.
Each whispered name, each tear unshed,
A haunting reminder of the dreams that bled.
Oscar, your courage now fades with the light,
A flickering candle extinguished from sight.
But in every heartbeat, in every tear shed,
We’ll carry your memory, the words left unsaid.
Let us break the silence, let us draw near,
Embrace those in shadows, hold them dear.
For in the struggle, love’s strength can be found,
Together we rise, lift each other from the ground.
So let your story be more than just pain,
A call to the living, to break every chain.
In honor of Oscar, let our voices renew,
A promise of hope, a world built for you.
By: Elizabeth A Kaine