Take a stroll on the streets
what do u see?
a bunch of lovely homeless
little children
In their eyes is plain sadness
I can hear their hearts and spirits
crying out for help attention, love and care
All dressed in ragged clothes,
famished to the bone
their cheek bones
desperately stand out
and their ribs visible
As u stroll they ran after you
asking for money, food, love, care
attention, and a home
but out of ten of us that stroll
these streets only one or two
can give them what they need.
They ask for nothing but love
they need nothing but a better
loving and caring home
the poor souls need nothing
but these………………………! ! ! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yeah, I totally agree well written