KIDS POVERTY

PURE ANGELS

“Kokrokooooooo

Ade akye oooo”

The static bell of the cock in wake

I ask:

Are motherless children happy?

Did they sleep well?

Have they no fears?

Fears of impending danger,

Hunger,

Thirst,

Loneliness,

Ridicule

Forced labour?

Are there many thinking of them?

Are there many wanting to wipe their fears?

Are there many to give them hugs?

I, one in their future,

Feel their pressure

Why did I have to have only two hands?

Why did I have to have only a body?

Not fair

These injustices

Against pure angels

Injustices, which make Satan possess the lot

To haunt the now and future world

Tags #ORPHANS, CHILD LABOUR, children, POETRY.

By amoafowaa

Just a simple Ghanaian trying to find the best in our society. I may be fun, I may be interesting, I may be funny, I may even be foolish or intelligent, but it is all based on the mood in which you find yourself. I believe our minds make us who we are. Know that, pain, no matter its 'unbearability', is transient. Unburden or delight yourself for a while in my writings please. And all corrections, advice and opinions are welcome. Know that you are the king, queen or royal on this blog. :)

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4 replies on “PURE ANGELS”

A child alone is a life without. Does the child understand? It’s all to complicated for even us to understand let alone the small ones. Life is cruel and unusual. Yet those who grow will be the odds who stand. A better place they will have. Hopefully and God’s prayers a adult will be with out stretch arms giving comfort who wait to yet a child who cries

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