Children of Cambodia

Now a boy, a man too soon,

You barely had the chance.

A child grown, a boyhood lost,

Games soon left behind.

They’ll never know, they’ve never asked,

How far your light might shine.

A helping hand, a winning smile,

You’ve given both to me.

Now a boy, a man too soon,

Your future isn’t mine.

I’ll let you go, I’ll let you grow,

You’ll do the best you can.

What you have isn’t what you chose,

I know you wanted more.

A fight ahead is what you face,

A future never sure.

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