Could my words
be rooted in your hearts and
host my woes and screams?
Oh sweep off
these nightmares
andd bring me
dreams lovely and fair.
Ah! late in the night,
when the world gets quiet,
and the distant stars
take on the darkness
with meek and feeble light,
Then i pray:
O lord of the heaven and earth,
Why have I been fretted since birth?
Could I be secured
from the life obscured?
I am a flower, distant to bloom,
I am a child,
save me from doom.
I am a child save me from doom. thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.
Nice and beautiful, yes the things are serious matter...but to dear God, dont we have to giving up for a lil to Him. And if we are even a human take an action when we need to do, and protect children when they need....because it always stronger to protect weaker, not stronger to suppress weaker...because in future we will be weaker and they are stronger...but with love ties to all that will make a weaker become stronger_Soul
A very different peice from u, and one after a very long time, a touching appeal and provoking question from a child, I am a child save me from doom, The rythm is great, Well done John, thanks for sharing
children should not be crying. laughter should b heard. nice poem
hear the children crying. The voice of the children crying have been taken for granted but poets will never shut their mouth for them. Thank you for writing this poem and keep on writing
we all hear the cry but we always ignore it but now with you piece we will have open our heart and act on it a job well done sir bravo work
Dear Gulsher, your words are totally true. this life is somehow wild to lots of children. but we can make a change. we can make great and perfect changes by our words. well done. you act as the humanity needs.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Had to read it a couple of times, its very potent to these times, where its expected of children to grow up to soon, we forget the suffering of others, this is a sad reminder, especially like the second stanza, we need the prayers of all men to listen and work together for solutions.