The homeless are longing
to have a second chance
to have a home
of their own.
The fetus are longing
to come forth alive
to have a new beginning.
The children are longing
to grow up and
to have a chance
of a peaceful and better world.
The elderly are longing
for respect and to be honored
and not to be ridiculed.
The disabled are longing
for a second chance
to be accepted for who they are
and for your friendship.
I am longing
to be their voices
so they can be heard.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Write comment. Such a nice poem, Noreen. Read my poem, Love and Iust. Thanks