He is tiptoeing on hot sand
Treking behind his mother
Shedding tears in the heat
Amid all these difficulties
Abdi is a very lucky child
He is few months over five
He crossed the line of danger
His parents innoculated him
He is protected from diseases
He has better survival chances
Vaccination is a piece of hope
The only hope a child is offered
The rest is bleak and quite grim
Our children deserve better life
My heart is bleeding for them
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Reviewed by Fergus Hancock (Reader)
Reviewed on April 25, 2007
Abdi-Noor; I was talking to a Christian friend, who reminded me of this verse from the Bible. How can we turn our backs when their needs cry out to us?
Surely one does not turn against the needy, when in disaster they cry for help. Did I not weep for those whose day was hard? Was not my soul grieved for the poor? But when I looked for good, evil came; and when I waited for light, darkness came.
Keep faith (as I say again!), God will be with you.
I feel your tears Brother Abdi-Noor for little Abdi. It never ceases to amaze me how politicians, militias, and armies talk about the future while the children of the present are paying the price for adult madness all over the world. Peace, love, and blessings to you andyours. <Mikii>
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Surely one does not turn against the needy, when in disaster they cry for help. Did I not weep for those whose day was hard? Was not my soul grieved for the poor? But when I looked for good, evil came; and when I waited for light, darkness came.
Keep faith (as I say again!), God will be with you.
Fergus
Peace,
Bill
Autobiographical? I feel it is. But: the Abdi I know will make a way for peace. :)
((((HUGS)))) and love, and many prayers, Karla.
I add my tears to yours.
Eileen