Child of Wrath

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Child of Wrath

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Child of Wrath

Poem by: Mistress of Word Play

Genre: Religion and Spirituality

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Poem by: Mistress of Word Play

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Genre: Religion and Spirituality

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Summary

I am one of many children who waits on a deserted street corner, close to where you live.

Summary

I am one of many children who waits on a deserted street corner, close to where you live.

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Submitted: March 09, 2010

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Submitted: March 09, 2010

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I am one of many children who waits
on a deserted street corner, close to where you live.
There is a hunger that never abates
wanting food, warmth anything else you could give.
 
I am one of many mothers who cries
my children are ill and cold snow now lies on the ground.
I endlessly ponder the how and the whys
of how cruel life is and simple charity is nowhere to be found.
 
I am one of the children of wrath
no one seems to really care whether I live or die.
I am a product of society's aftermath
another creation of this cruel world's greatest lie.


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