Children - Poem by Lei Blade
The sweetest creation of god,
Sent to this rich planet,
Rich of plants, food, water, everything,
Why then so much toil?
Is He(God) A Diabetic?
A place for the rich to live in,
No place for the needy,
Small children in need of food,
A little bit,
Rather it's a place for the ones having heavy wallets.....
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