The Kids
We live in a society where education is supposed to set us free
Yet the children who most need it are those most lacking
Whom anxiety and malnutrition is imposed on and we don’t even hear their plea
They are the millions, drowning without water, abandoned and left wanting
Yet, false preachers try improving education by blaming schools and teachers
Spending billions while ignoring the creed of a stable home; a task too daunting
National dogma entrenched in quick answers, trying all sorts of new features.
The truth is, for those children burning without a fire, there is no quick answer
Rational minds need to try something new, for the sake of the children’s futures
Time is running out and all these cunning false hopes are like a cancer
We must flee from the illusion of an easy solution and work to end child destitution
Improving education in the process, securing the future of our nation, our armor
Our answer, the answer, my resolution—an end to child destitution
For those who are voiceless we must answer to stop this deadly cancer—this is my resolution
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