Once You Were A Child Poem by Curtis Mosby

Let's all think like a child and see how far we go.
We would need guidance and love to help us grow.
If only there could be enough hearts, equal to the suffering
lives of our children.
What affect one should affect us all.
The world I speak of is this time and place who shall send
themselves but not wealth.
If you care be there your money only give them the idea that
your searching for a blessing.
There needs are of what morals you have to live and survive.
I want to wipe one last tear from a child eye.
It hurt me to see food being thrown away.
When there are millions of children dieing as we speak.
As there skin is wrap tight around there bones, they appear
so weak but here heart is strong.
Infested cover in flies there face is so dry you can
strike a match and watch it light up.
How do we live with ourselves knowing we can make a
change with a little bit of effort.
Who was there when you were crying someone that
love you.
They have no one even when the sun come up there
no sunshine for them.
Carrying water to one village to another, walking for miles and
miles.
Picture these words and know you can feel there pain.
Because once you were a child.