Through A Child's Eyes Poem by Cheryl L. DaytecYañgot

I took this snapshot years ago for some fun
I remember you standing in the bright sun
Laughing, the sun’s sparkle dancing in your hair
The camera failed to capture your flair
But my memory does. I was happy and sad
You lived in a perfect world; no room was bad
Life was a pliant slave to your every wish
Now, you are grown up. Concerned, you fish

Through truth and the truth to the sheltered’s eyes
Underneath your world then were hidden lies
The masses-even infants are slaves to life
Their only choices- hunger or the knife
People die for lack of food. Helpless, we watch
Righteous anger drives us to light a match
So the world may see truths hidden by the night
For too long the powers ignored the wretched’s plight

You are blest for you never went cold and hungry
Blest more you will be for fighting iniquity
Stay in the struggle until every child
Will have plenty like animals in the wild

(For Dinney)