A Letter To the World

Dear World, Pardon me, but I have something to say I’ve tried to just take it, looking away I can’t any longer, the problem’s too great I have to speak now before it’s too late Children who should laugh and play Are cutting their wrists, ending their days Others are being beaten and bruised No one will help them, so they are abused Girls who are constantly bullied by day At night to feel wanted give all away They want to feel valued, they need to feel loved Until, into their arms, a child is shoved Boys who are pushed past their limits Search for easier ways to attain it One drug to strengthen, two, and then three No longer do they realize, they are not free Parents are struggling to feed their kids They open the cupboards to find empty lids They’ve been out of work for several weeks And no matter their efforts, no opportunity peeks People are struggling to hold on to hope The problems surmounting have too broad a scope The answer seems farther and farther away As darker and darker grows the day How could our world have grown so dark? Who will arise to become the new spark? We need an inferno to blossom and bloom To spread through this night, igniting the gloom One voice can make all the difference To unite us all in a second chance Dear World, I hear your plea “Please, someone, burn brightly for me” --A concerned girl