Topic: The Child
jumpor's photo
Tue 06/09/09 11:38 AM
Somehow somewhere
There is a child unaware
That he is poor
That he sleeps on a dirty floor

To this kid there’s always more
He never sees the dirty floor
All he knows are joyous times
Oblivious to the dirty crimes

Crimes that take place all around
In his country of dirty ground
In his home of loving peace
The bombs that come, they never cease

He continues on
In his head singing song
Singing hymns of joy
This wonderful little boy

He plays and kicks
The soccer ball, a Pele trick
He smiles wide a blessed grin
Because the game’s about to begin

His laughter loud and true
This miraculous child through and through
All around him fear and hate
But all he sees are his best mates

To the right then to the left
He kicks the ball by the ref
He dribbles it towards the goal
BANG!!! Nothing left but a hole

They gather to see the boy
In the hole no tears of joy
No boy to call their friend
For it was his bitter end

Now this is true not make believe
There are kids like him indeed
If we change and make it now
We can survive….someway….somehow.

Lilypetal's photo
Tue 06/09/09 11:40 AM
flowerforyou

no photo
Tue 06/09/09 11:48 AM
Very nice flowerforyou drinker flowers

MzEm's photo
Tue 06/09/09 12:14 PM
Excellent piece...

jumpor's photo
Tue 06/09/09 01:11 PM
Thanks everyone for reading...How can people say ingnorance is bliss when things like this go on?

AngelLight's photo
Tue 06/09/09 06:58 PM

Thanks everyone for reading...How can people say ingnorance is bliss when things like this go on?



Yes...ty for posting your write.

pkh's photo
Tue 06/09/09 07:15 PM
great write

SunnyMcleod's photo
Tue 06/09/09 07:23 PM
Great write. I would honestly take care of all the world's kids if I could...flowerforyou