For You Poem by Ellias Anderson Jr.

Let me write this one for you
For the poor children, yes for you
Children foundation, it's not the game of power
Don't play with that name, ..Who will concerns, …who…..

When a child open his or her eyes and see this world
There are thousands of things and wonderful words,
That he/she said…but in silence
Peasant life is better to be a satanic lord

And what do you do? You don't like to hear?
Just imagine their terrible condition and then you will fear
Dead dreams and dead children
The rain dropped…yes, that's the God's tear

Pray for them and take their hands
Make them feel better in this land
We shouldn't be silent in the typhoon of cruelty in this universe
It's our duty to take out the humanity out from the darkened sands.

It's a duty.