whenI think of all the african children
Laying there ready to die
I feel to guilty and horrible
It just makes me want to cry
I need to let out the emotion
That fillls up my heart
The heartbroken people
The relationships that have torn apart
The innocent children who are bullied
Just for being a different from the rest
Being the ones always in the wrong
While their parents protest
The soldiers who fight in wars
Bringing back news of death
They've let go of life
Every little heartbeat every little breath
It all brings me to tears
This world is not what God planned
Stop all this terror and grief
Just let God take you by the hand
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
wow! this poem touched me! It is sad too see the world we have created! There is still hope though, we can still change things! Ity starts with you and me. Great poem Chris and thanx for caring! ! !