covered with sweat and dirt
That entire little body hurts
Crawling on hand and knee
so that he may find something to eat
Tears would fall
but his baby body is stricken with fatigue
Where are the angels?
I wonder..do they sleep?
Are they too busy singing...to see?
That little throat is almost closed
because it hasn't had water in days
A vulture stands by as a tiny voice prays
Where is his mommy? What would daddy say?
If they saw their child in the mud
about to let go of life...
If angels are everywhere
I bet a few were crying that day
as they listened to that baby soul
heave as it fought for its' life..
Where is his angel?
Author notes
I have never went hungry a day of my life...not once.
I am 16 years old and my stomach has never went without.
So now my heart is broken...it is different when you hear about it....than when you see a baby fighting to survive because he is starving to death...
I have to ask myself now...what does this make me?
Angels can only do what they are allowed...but people have amazing free will...especially americans...why didn't we do something...why don't we do something?
I don't want to see any more pictures like this when I know something can be done about it...After I am an adult I will definitely do something about it..
Kay Laon Anders
A contest entry
- 16 poets..picture prompt...NO ONE UNDER 16 YRS>!!!! by parntsoftwins.
300 points, ended January 13, 13 entries
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