Baby Mahama cries out to the leaders of Africa
She was so tiny and frail with skin so delicate it could have melted in the scorching sun rays of the afternoon; the nape of her neck had several tiny boils ripe to bust and they must have been hurting for she was crying in a painful little voice; a cry of a five-day old baby in a refugee camp.
Baby Mahama breast feeds. At the background are some unaccompanied children aged 17 and below who fled Burundi without their parents. (Kenneth Agutamba)