Here's To The Children

Here’s to the children,

Who go home to another fight.

Another wrong, another insult.

Here’s to the children,

Who tend to their siblings, because no one else will.

Who teach them how to be good, be unnoticed,

So maybe they can get by.

Here’s to the children,

Who lie awake at night crying.

And dream of running far far away.

Here’s to the children,

Who live on lies.

Lies filled with pain,

Wishing someone could see past them

Here’s to the children,

Who hear their siblings cry out.

Want to comfort them, want to reach out.

Here’s to the children.

Who want a better life.

Who deserve a better life.

We need a better life.

Here’s to the children.

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
Our world

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