Waste Poem by AHO Speaks

Waste



How many died could have done so much more
Removed from this sphere of light before opening the door.

Doctors, researchers, engineers; good people and then some
Thrown away, dicarded, killed; and more than one.

To have developed a cure, a solution, an answer and a quest
We have a day and a memorial; for destruction of our best.

Those who never had a chance to contribute their good
Thrown into the fire of man like a piece of wood.

In your time and mine we removed men who had a solution
Human bone and fiber with a brain; to cure cancer and pollution.

How smug for we keep saying, 'our children's future is the reason'
Yet we destroy them like the leaves that fall in every season.

Children are lost by the firing of a gun
We let them go to war one by one.

Young adults crippled through no fault of their own
Denied the years of family, love and that which comes from a home.

How dare we throw away what only God can give
Gifts not to destory but have their own life to live.

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