In the silence of sound

I shiver thinking around

Motherless, fatherless

Infants dining with streets

Gaining nothing. Heartless

Vampires preying and feasting

As mosquitoes crave pounds

Of their flesh, bedbugs too feast


Some wombs cry for these,

Yet need those moulded from

Their haemoglobin. What is

The difference between them?

They are:

Fresh breakable minds left unprotected,

They are;

Hungry sorry stomachs left unfed,

They are;

Cold fragile bodies left unclothed

And are;

Homeless lost souls left unsheltered.


A hungry child, will be angry in future

If he rebels, many will fall at his hands

If she rebels, a whole generation would

Get mind viruses without antiviruses


Mama, papa, brothers and sisters

Please open your eyes to arrest the street

Helping rescue at least one of these

Their souls call, from the dungeons of neglect

Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2014

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. :)


Powerful and hard-hitting. The church as well as the government has a responsibility to orphans. Even though we have a Foster care system in America some people just get the kids because they know the city or state will pay them a certain amount of money for child care. Some Foster parents take good care of the children in their trust, others see the kids as their personal bank. Every effort needs to be made for kids who has lost their parents to poverty, death, disease, drugs and prison so they will feel Loved and stay on the right path, not mired in bitterness, guilt or shame.

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Thank you very much. I think it is worse in Africa. Many women do many things, including subjecting themselves to abuse to have babies. Some never succeed but never think of those who roam the street helpless. My heart bleeds each time I see them.


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