Monday, June 18, 2018

MONDAY THOUGHTS: POETRY PROMPT---SEEING THAT LITTLE FACE
















CHILD OF WAR

The innocence in those eyes 
How quickly is it leaving? 
The stress upon her little heart 
How violently is it beating? 

Does she even know her name? 
How terrified is she? 
Should she survive; just stay alive 
How angry will she be? 

What will she remember? 
Who will she become? 
What will her future, cold words say
That "they" all should have done? 

Will someone teach her empathy 
Or will she turn away; 
Adopt an angry countenance 
Prefer to embrace hate?

She'll grow, and learn that millions
Saw her picture flashed on screens
That many talked, and voiced disdain
But no one did a thing

How can anyone not see her pain 
And be so callous? How
Hurt people grow to hurt people. 
She needs a hero NOW
Now--before she starts to think
There's no standard she can raise
That there is no help in the world
No good people there to praise
 
The child wasn't born cynical
We're making her that way
What threat is she to millionaires?
For whose faults must she pay?
No. 
Stuff doesn't just happen
Someone evil plots against
Those powerless to defend themselves--
Whose basic wishes should make sense

And when those schemed against lash out,
Remember; seek revenge
Everyone plays dumb; 
Can't explain why they're so unhinged

Just take a visit to their childhood
And you'll find trauma in the air
Those who should have been protectors
Dropped the ball, and left them there

Confused and disillusioned
No advocate in sight
Forgetting they are human beings
Preferring more to fight
Over a world that's overflowing
With enough for all to share
But pride and greed seem to precede
Humanity and care

Where is she now
The little child
Has she found comfort yet?
Or have her cries now multiplied
Along with our regret
For forgetting so easily
To do better when we know;
That History repeats itself,
And we reap the pain we sow





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