Poem; A child’s eyes
A page in the diary "My diary"
Written by steffan 16. Nov 2008 07:49 PM
As time goes on I unwrap the courage I’ve been given to remain strong
A picture speaks to millions but I can’t find a word to write this wrong
Walking the streets of poverty has made my heart numb, left me in silence
Justice and mercy fade to a shadow while burring bright is hatred and violence
After the first dieing child on the street something stirs with in and I trust denial
For can this be a reality, why are people not walking this street at least a mile
Abandoned, lost to the very heart of man, something however I can not forget
I feel helpless with all these people looking at me, I wonder is my heart in debt
Do I really have something to give walking down this dusty and busy road
Seeing the faces going about their day as they strain buckled under a heavy load
So do I take a side fight this war with bombs and guns or with words and actions
I wonder will I spark a fire, let it consume my soul and forget about distractions
I won’t get caught up in bitterness and anger I’ll look deep past all the lies
It’s time to move forward, all I really want to do you can see in a child’s eyes