Longing Poem by Noreen Ann Snyder

The homeless are longing
to have a second chance
to have a home
of their own.

The fetus are longing
to come forth alive
to have a new beginning.

The children are longing
to grow up and
to have a chance
of a peaceful and better world.

The elderly are longing
for respect and to be honored
and not to be ridiculed.

The disabled are longing
for a second chance
to be accepted for who they are
and for your friendship.

I am longing
to be their voices
so they can be heard.