Kids lost and dying everywhere,
like raindrops they vanish in the air!
Except rains fills valleys, rivers, and well,
causing flowers to sprout and bloom.
Trees crowns they swell whether beauty new,
or their beauty long ago once beheld.
The retort is where do the children go?
Denied the chance to flourish and grow!
When a child is in agony all must feel the pain,
a junkie or user with a needle in their vein.
An uptown girl or whore in the night,
starving poor person we must all feel their plight,
and for change we must fight!
One another don't choke overcome with the vote.
Do not separete but integrate,
let us not be scorned but become more informed.
We must take right in our own hands and demand,
that our peers not be steered by any-
constitutional amendment for pacification.
When the situation calls for elimination!
Our interest nust be first and foremost,
especially success promoted for all kids!
All of us being a product and example,
of that institution of thinking and action,
words are alive once they leave our mouths!
This poem should be read by everyone. You know I also write for the kids, the down trodden of the world. I have tremendous compassion for the kids who suffer, for the poor, they all need our prayers. We should all count our blessings that God gives us daily for their are so many who suffer. God bless you for this poem, my brother in Christ.
Blessings & Love,
~Linda