Child of Wrath

A sad write and true as well. The feeling is there and the words were just right. Great job! Gary

You wrote the feeling of despair so well my dear friend. I must admit even as sad and trouble as it it you make it beautiful. Bless you Susan I know where your heart lies. The right place always. Lily

So sad but unfortunately true. So many children and adults who need help. With all which has happened the last few months, I mean the earthquakes, this will be a major problem the world will face. I can see where the anger comes in. Nice job.

I always wonder what generation will see the end of hungry children. I wonder if it will ever be. So well written and with great feeling. Donna

Sad my friend. Really sad but beautifully written. I too want to see the end of children that have no food, shelter, education, and love. What a great world it would be. M

Tragic that this still happens in the world today. You did an amazing job it has those emotions I love so well.

So tragic and so very true. You have captured the truth with this wonderful write my friend. Very well done.
Angellynn:)

very touching and makes the reader think.
I saw you are taking some time away from booksie?
If that is the case we will miss you, keep writing.

A W E S O M E! ~kYm

This is so very sad but well written. Excellent as always.

You always write the most beautiful poems about the most tragic things. I wish the world would learn that all need to have. We can do it if we try. You did great. Angie :)

An excellent poem. Tragic there are those especially children who are homeless and starving. I can understand how it breeds a cerain animosity. You did a fine job expressing that in this poem.

A very poignant reminder to us all how lucky we are in the west to have a ready made society where other's can only dream about breaking in to.Yet within this well structured society there are also sad cases of neglect,poverty and resources being poured in to wars,funding state terrorism on other continents.Instead we are numb with the negativity of the media which throws up the plight of other sufferers.
A recent study showed that much of the aid that we send to Africa goes on arms to fight irrelevant wars not on the needy,food for thought indeed.

A lovely poem that paints a picture of poverty that we sometimes miss and that exists on our own doorstep. When I climb into my lovely warm bed at night I always feel a twang of guilt and say a little prayers for those less fortunate than myself. This poem really tugs at the heart. Thank you Susan - beautifully written. Pat

A tragic write that you wrote with beauty. I want for a day when this ends as well. We all need to do more to see it happens. Well done. Chad

This is the other one i commented on, wonder what happened. never-the-less Susan this got my tears, so beautifull sad - a great write Susan - Hugs Chiqui

I've been homeless with a child. The thing that irked me the most about the whole thing was this emo sad pitying spin everyone wants to put on the situation. Look at the sadness in all of the comments. I would rather people laugh with me than cry. I hated being felt sorry for. I hated the mood that was immediately set up when someone knew I was homeless. Stop feeling sorry for these people. And tread carefully on their fragile pride. Laugh more, cry less. They are alive and have a spirit in them that can pull themselves out. It's fine to help out but do it with a different tone please. (I bet you never saw that coming did you? Aren't you glad I'm here to mix things up a bit? :P)
But you did write elegantly and in a few words made your point. Good writing.

I read several of the comments others left and cannot understand what is wrong with what you wrote. I see poor children everyday and see how they are treated by their peers. The adults are no exception. Pride does not feed children or people when they are hungry, nor does it provide shelter or warmth. Human caring is the solution. Awareness is need befor caring enters in. I personally love this poem. It came from a caring soul. Twaddle on strength and pride when aid is needed. Lily

A sad but beautiful heartcry. I have seen countless such children in my many years abroad, and countless here in the so called great westrn society! It is so sad that such can exist in this world.

Sad that there a destitute children and people in the world. You wrote it well.