Have A Heart For Children, Poor!

In poverty born, bred, they live In misery and future bleak, All famished, ravished and ill-clad – Most children of the modern world! Their parents have to slog all day; They can’t afford a single meal; They cannot go to school but stay As rag-pickers all life and earn. What folly have their parents done? The poor are unlucky always; Their future is like broken glass, That cannot be together put! In mud-walled huts and roofs of leaves, With longing eyes that beg for food, Half-naked children wait to hear The foot-steps of their parents come. With weathered faces, unkempt hair, With innocence without compare, With mal-odor that fills the air – How much of sorrow can they bear? Their eyes appear to speak and plead To anyone who passes by, ‘Have mercy on us, poor children; We smile despite our hunger-pangs! ’ Their eyes look muddy, lack-lustre; Their anguished hearts, enfeebled frames; Not enough blood afills their veins; Their food is deficient always! Their eyes speak volumes of ill-luck, And torture by human beings; Their bodies bear the scars of past unfairness, meted out by all! They have to walk for miles bare-foot, to fetch a pot of water that can never quench their thirst for long but causes diarrheal deaths! And Nature’s furies take their toll, As rain and floods and droughts unfold; Diseases turn them invalids – The God who made them watches on! But blame must go to mankind first, Whose wastage, wrongs and ill-wrought plans Reduced most of the human race To existence in poverty! A few on earth have richer turned, by making rest of poor, poorer! Their hearts of greed can’t be appeased Until their death-knell’s gong is belled! ’Tis strange to watch how hunger kills the children of stark poverty, Whilst big money goes down the drain and rodents, pests eat most food-crops! Beware of eyes of children poor! In silent, wordless, ways, they plead To God to change their misfortune: Unleash His wrath upon the rich! Copyright by Dr John Celes 09-27-2008