It Made Me Cry

I didn’t know his circumstance

but on the concrete he laid;

his hand outstretched as he entreated

ignoring his pleas as people glanced

refusing to give any aid.

His existing state not his fault he repeated,

dropping what little change I had as I passed by;

wondering where did is life go awry.

Little ones a jewel of creation;

a special gift given to us to take care

but it seems that’s no longer the norm.

Thousands of children in a desperate situation,

the love that’s expected is no longer there;

now have to suffer pain and harm

by the very hands that gave them their existence;

what was a little life is gone in an instance.

So vigorous and full of vitality;

beautiful and innocent,

I’m sure that’s what they were.

Now out on the streets nightly,

not a mystery of where it went;

wishing they could be what they were before,

selling their bodies for meager means;

drugs and empty promises took away their dreams.

Amongst the billions of lives I live

and I wonder if they feel the same way I do;

thinking things can’t continue like this.

It seems something in this world has to give

the foundation of this world is so askew -

harsh realities too real to dismiss -

we couldn’t rid this world’s problems if we tried;

as I read of another tragedy it made me cry.

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