How Many More Times Do We Have

I Was Still Hesitant To Let Myself Let Go, Because I Still Believed In The Fragility Of Happiness.

I Lay In My Bed Night After Night Staring At The Ceiling And Thinking, Why Have I Survived The War? Why Was I The Last Person In My Immediate Family To Be Alive? I Didn’t Know.

Whenever I Speak At The United Nations, Unicef Or Elsewhere To Raise Awareness Of The Continual And Rampant Recruitment Of Children In Wars Around The World, I Come To Realize That I Still Do Not Fully Understand How I Could Have Possibly Survived The Civil War In My Country, Sierra Leone.

I Believe In Having A More Open Mind And Including Others Who Don't Share Your Faith And Having Dialogue With Them. And Just Having A Pure Heart And Being A Good Person Can Bring You Closer To God. Because Once You Believe In One Particular Religion Fully And Not Others, That Requires You To Start Disliking People Who Don't Share Your Views.

In The Sky There Are Always Answers And Explanations For Everything: Every Pain, Every Suffering, Joy And Confusion.