Sasha Julia

Children And Rights - Poem by Sasha Julia

I get a bowl of rice a day,
Two if I'm lucky,
Sometimes it can taste okay
But usually it's yucky,

The water I drink is dirty and brown,
We walk far to get it
And then we fall down,

My house is made of metal sheets,
And the floor is just bare earth,
It hurts our backs, our hands, our feet,
Please help others see our worth,

Children have the right to good quality health care, to clean water, nutritious food, and a clean environment so that they will stay healthy. Rich countries should help poorer countries achieve this.

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  • Rookie Nikola Wellington (3/16/2010 12:59:00 AM)

    ohh so sad, but really good! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, October 19, 2009

Poem Edited: Monday, October 19, 2009

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