Nomsa would like to thank you…
The hospital where she might have been taken would put her
in the terminally ill babies ward.
Here the children are left to die.
No medicine. Minimal care.
To die of hunger.
To die alone.
To rid society of another burden.
These children are lucky…they die fast.
Nomsa would like to thank you…
All over the world, because of disease and poverty, children
are dying alone on the streets … curled up in trash for
warmth...
trying to be unseen for fear of being molested…
helping each other ... because each other is all they have
…
dying from violence, starvation, disease…a very long,
lonely, terrifying death…
Nomsa would like to thank you…
She was taken to Sparrow Village.
Sparrow Village could not save her life.
Sparrow Village could not give her a family.
They gave her medicine to take away the pain.
They gave her food to give her energy.
They gave her care to take away her fear.
They gave her love…
Nomsa could smile again.
Nomsa would like to thank you…
She had a year of love, songs, games and protection.
Love from Sparrow Village.
Her heart was at peace…
Nomsa would like to thank you…
She died ... surrounded by love…