da hungry eyes of da child stare at me
speaks no word yet i can see
da burden of sorrow he is made to carry
da tremble in a voice filled wid fear
da crying of da doomed
all reach ma ears
i can feel da pain of tears
da hate for humanity
dat a man bears
but der's none
to see dem
to hear dem
to feel dem
none to heal dem.....
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I certainly think ur post/poem can bend a few people to think about those unprivileged ones....nice poem...honestly speaking I don't read poems but this is meant to be read
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