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Tears Of A Child

It seems like a nightmare because the world is in
So much pain

You can read about it in the newspaper as you
Bow your head in shame

The demise of our children is multiplying everyday
Some are raped or murdered at home
Or while they play

Their hearts beat like a drum as they live in
So much fear

God made them to be a Blessing but their drowning
In their own tears

How often have you heard about a child that
Has been neglected

Now they are killing each other on the grounds
Of being disrespected

You can see several pictures of missing children
Each day, please take the time and listen to
What they have to say

We need to come together and stop this cycle
Of pain, because the tears of a child
Should never be in vain

poem by Mike Santiago
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Un-Forgiveness (Break The Cycle)

It's a never ending cycle
That stems from generation to generation

The small child cringes
As he listens to the parents argue

That same child runs in fear
Afraid to get more bruising from his dad

Then you see him crying in shame
As his father yells how useless he is

Then it starts all over again each and everyday

He grows up thinking oh yeah I am a man
My father taught me well

Now I can be a man

He now has children of his own
Whom he beats up every day

He now has children of his is own
Whom he yells and screams at
Just like his dad

He now has a wife
Whom he argues with every single day

She hides from the world
Behind sunglasses of her shame

The cycle is never ending
When can you make it end?

First thing is accepting
The mistakes you made in life

Then it's mending bridges
That will heal the family right

How can a person learn to forgive?
If you cannot let go of past sins

The hardest part of all
Is to stand your meager ground

Let it be known and heard
You no longer bow to the cycle of shame

Let it be known and heard
You broke the cycle of shame for life

poem by Kaila George
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Our Child

this is our child.
not just yours or mine
but everyones, that are born in our time.

a child is born every minute around this world
beautiful boys and girls.
these children are gifts from god.

and he has chosen you to be the one
who will carry the daughter or son

look into any childs face and you will see
that they belong to you and me.

the child has a bit of all humanity
this is the way god meant it to be.

these are the children of peace
the children of love
given to us from god above.
.
i read in the papers of childrens lives taken
because of anger, fear, sickness and hate.
lets stop them before it too late

put them in jail and throw away the key.
just so that children can sleep peacefully.

if as a child you was abused, neglected, and not loved
then it's time for you to change your life around
and not let these children die on the ground.

stand up and fight, and take
pride in what you do.
the child you save, could have been you.

poem by Louis Rams
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For Every Child

For every child who cries at night
Alone with shame in pain and fright

For every child who wants so much
To only feel a gentle touch

For the beaten child, who cries in pain
Whose tears run silent, like the rain

For the child used to satisfy lust
Who never learns to love or trust

For the child taken from her home
And made to feel so all alone

For the child whose home is just a shell
Where life becomes a living hell

For the child who smiles but cannot feel
Because of scars too deep to heal

For every child who yearns for love
I hope and pray to God above

To hear your cries and heal your pain
And give you back your life again

poem by Ashleigh Gaffney
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Miracle

A Child was born
What happiness!
Mother too tired
Still in pain
But what's that? ! Hey!
Child in good health!
That is the Miracle!
Nothing of shame..

Beautiful Angel
First breast feeding
First glance, first smile
Frst call, first step!
All these are blessing
Memories that warms
Even the coldest heart
Lights any face!
That are the Miracles!
Nothing of shame..

But what about
Hardest times
When Child is
Sick and doesnt eat
Soo many worries:
Guess the cry
Is Child in danger?
Hurt? ..How? ..Why?
Your heart jumps out..
But when the child's
Getting safe, all right
That's Happiness! !
Nothing of shame..

Years past by
I'm afraid
The Child has gone
You find yourself alone
Can't, but remember
Everyday and smile of
Past Miracles!
Nothing of shame..

Worries still there
But not the same
Now find yourself
asking and wondering
Is the Big Child ok,
not hungry! ?
Does Child's heart happy?
Loved, it doesn't
Cry of hurt?
You'll never stop to worry
That's a fact
But miracles has gone
Remains the Fear
And the feeling Lone
No more miracles left
No moore..Is it or
Not a shame? ! ..

Now! Start to live
Live for self
Go on! Come
See miracles
again, this time
Done for nobody but you!
Say it:
Miracles for me!
See? !
That's nothing of shame..

Be Brave Go On,
Couse in the end
Your soul
Has always been
It is
And forever be
alone..
This earth this time
This world
Will never let you get
or find own soul fate..
No miracle left
No one to blame
Start to do one
By self, for nobody
But you
That Miracle too
Should not be
of any
Shame...

For me, anything can be a miracle, as long as brings a smile(*_*) lol

poem by Elena Sandu
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A Parents Pain

Have you thought about the pain that a parent goes through
When they find out that their child has been kidnapped and abused.
(this is just a story)

She was coming home from school that day
When her life was taken away.
A child predator on the prowl
Waiting to take someone down.

She lived only a block away
When she became the predators prey.
He grabbed her so fast -she could not scream
And since that day she hadn’t been seen.

The search began block to block
The publics outrage would not stop.
They found her body in an alleyway
By some children who went out to play.

The parents screams filled the air
As their eyes began to tear.
The hatred of what this man had done
Filled the hearts of everyone.

As their daughter was put in the ground
This child predator the police had found.
But there is nothing that could take away the pain
For their lives would forever change.

The photographs and memories of when she was growing.
These are the things that this man had stolen.
No more pictures that they could take
For it was now, much too late.

The pains of the parents have got to be heard
And it’s time to spread the word.

poem by Louis Rams
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A Prayer On Child Abuse

Dear God Above
Bless the children that need your love
Bless the lives that are about to end
Caused by a stranger, relative, or even a friend
Children sometimes become confused
That's no reason for them to be abused
Children shouldn't be considered a game,
Nor should your child feel shame
To play with their favorite toy
Like any other girl or boy
Child abuse is a serious crime
But it happens all of the time
If the child is too much trouble
Please send help there on the double
Please don't take the child away
Because someone got angry today
But if these precious children should have to die
Please take them to your home in the sky.

poem by Ginny Cadle
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Future of the Country

Tears in the eyes,
Fear on the face,
I often see children working,
Roads being there workplace.

Unwillingly doing work,
By the fear of being scolded
Or beaten by their employers
I see children working for bread.

Messy hair, torn clothes,
Children walking bare feet
And working really hard
Not caring about the rain or heat.

Children doing all sorts of jobs
Including selling and begging.
I have also seen children
Cleaning cars for an earning.

I feel sorry for them.
I feel it is very unfair,
That people make children work
When they should take their care.

Children are delicate,
We must care for them.
For every child in the world
Is as precious as a gem.

At least thinking about the country,
We must stop child labour.
We must stop burdening the children
As they are the country's future.

poem by Sneha Khedkar
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Pain of Tears

I lie my head down and cry
Pain of tears come running down my face
They wonder what the pain of tears are for
They try to calm me down
But with this pain no one can
I wonder myself why
And will these tears come everyday
That I will never know
That I will have to figure out
This pain is so sharp
I don't believe I can live with it
Till the day I die
This pain will stay with me

poem by Kala Stephens
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Poem from a Picture

(Children at play on a French Battlefield)
'When I was a child,'
You shall tell one day,
Children, on these blackened fields
Gallantly at play,
'All the quiet sky
Burst in death aflame;
One day, I was young,
Then . . . The Horror came.'
'When I was a child . . .'
Wind-tossed leaves of war,
Is there childhood still for you,
Wise in horror-lore,
Who have heard your sisters' screams
Shattering your play,
Seen your mothers past their dead
Led to shame away?
Ragged, helpless, maimed,
Hungry, left alone
Where the smoking roof-beams lie
By the wrecked hearth-stone,
Still you mime (child-hearts are strong,
Childhood pain is brief)
Echoes of world-victory,
World-defeat, world-grief!
Dauntless in your rags,
Insolent in mirth,
Laughing with young lips that know
All the griefs of earth,
God, who loves a high heart well,
Will not let you fail–
You are France, who laughs at Hell–
France, who shall prevail!

poem by Margaret Widdemer
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Children's Day in India,2012

Being a child is what all love to be;
And when adult, we know we can never;
Childhood was best and everyone agrees;
But do children have freedom they deserve?

The smaller family norm has done great harm;
The child is neglected right from its birth;
It wallops in its faeces and urine!
It has to study when 'tis age to play!

What selfishness fills hearts of most adults!
They spare no time to watch the bud blossom;
World's children pine for love and yearn for care;
They are denied their rights when still in womb!

The crimes against children are on the rise;
Children are used, abused and not amused;
No nation thrives if children stay enslaved;
Let parents love their children sincerely!

Children are living wealth of nations prime;
Children are priceless gifts from God above;
Children are future parents and leaders;
Children need to be kept healthy, unharmed!

poem by John Celes
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Children

Has time come? I’m fully ready.
If we’ve sinned – there’s no a chance…
We – to prisons, they – to gladness…
Give to children – sun and grass!

When one’s child – the life’s thread’s thinner,
Days are shorter in that age…
Do not scold a little ‘sinner’,
Pet a child without edge.

You’re a looser if whenever
Cannot understand your child,
Drew child’s whisper – what’s a shame there!
Bigger shame – to raise his fright!

But the sinless children’s tears
Can’t be dried, tho’ you confess,
‘Tis because they always bear
Jesus Christ in holly rays.

But they which live like in prisons,
Whose arms are the thinnest threads…
People! Brothers! Aren’t these reasons
Why our peace is only death?

poem by Innokenty Fedorovich Annensky
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What a World

What kind of world is this
This world I call my own
Were even a young child
Is afraid of going home
A world in which a man
Will take innocence from a child
Now their lives are lived in fear
The memories going wild
What kind of world is this
This world I call my own
Where you'll only be accepted
If your a f***ing clone
A world so full of s***
A world so full of lies
Can you spot the liars?
Can you see it in their eyes?
A world where self expression
Is pushed and made to fall
Despised and destroyed
To boost the egos of them all
A world where daddys hit
A world where mommys scream
Both killing their children
Killing their hopes killing their dreams
A world that makes you crazy
But does that make me insane?
A world thats without morals
A world thats without shame
A world that seems so dark
A world that seems so cold
A world that kills the young
A world that scars the old
A world that kills our hopes
Shoots them out of the sky
A world that kills us all
And makes us want to die.

poem by Jocelynn Halbauer
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An Abused Child

' Please don't hit me anymore daddy, I love you, I'll stay in my bed'
He screamed back ' I'll make you wish you were dead'
But the belts weren't enough, he began to hit her with his fist
They both beat her for reasons they had put on that list

Crying and red welts covering her body so small
Her face bruised and bleeding, where he beat her into the wall
He jerked her up and tied her and tied her hands behind her back
Then he tied her feet together, really tight leaving no slack

He filled the tub with water as she lay bleeding on the floor
He then took her and put her in the water holding her head under like before
Her whole life was filled with pain and strife, so many fears
She thought everyone lived this way, all those years

People can't understand why she is so sad alot these days
Planted deep inside so much pain from the past, not a faze
She gets so sad her to hear about another child murdered or abused
Thrown away as everyday trash, broken, abandoned and bruised

My heart weeps for all the children who have been through this
The life I described used to be mine, all children don't live in bliss
We have to take action and protect these children now
Some won't live to share their story, but I will speak up, this I vow! ! !
By Dogs4donna

poem by Donna Nimmo
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Nothing But A Child

Once upon a time
In a far off land
Wise men saw a sign
And set out 'cross the sand
With songs apraised to sing
They travled day and night
With precious gifts to bring
Guided by a light
They chased a brand new star
Ever towards the west
Over mountains far
And when it came to rest
They scarse believed their eyes
They'd come so many miles
This miracle they prized
Was nothing but a child
Nothing but a child
Could wash those tears away
Or guide a weary world
Into the light of day
And nothing but a child
Could help erase those lines
So once again we all
Can be children for a while
Now all around the world
In every little town
Every day is heard
A precious little sound
And every mother kind
And every father proud
Looks down in awe to find
Another chance allowed
And nothing but a child
Could wash those tears away
Or guide a weary world
Into the light of day
And nothing but a child
Could help erase those lines
So once again we all
Can be children for a while

song performed by by Lee Ann Womack
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A Crying Child

Inside my heart there's a crying child
Still remains the pain of the past
Still is there aline in pain
O, Child don't you know that?
There are truths in life won't be ever changed
All the time they stay the same
All the time they remain the pain
Over and over they revive the ache
O, Child those lost childhood days
O, Child and who can bring back the past
They are unknown inside of your heart
The longing to the unknown
Unlived
Deprived
Strange
O, Lost childhood days
O, Child Cry Cry
May your innocent tears brings back the time
O, Child may a magic take you over there
May the time stops once again right there
May the time washes away your pain
O, Child still there are tears uncried
O, Child still the happiness is lost inside your eyes.

poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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The Sins of the Parents

History has shown us
just how damaging it is for the child
of a parent who has been badly brought up
The circle has to be broken
The cruelty has to stop
for if not stopped now then each generation
will needlessly have to suffer the same fate
as the generation before overpowers the now
Fathers are by far the worst
victims of their own Father before
The old fashioned beatings and violence
the struggle to show emotion
The jealousy of the love his wife and children share
The taunting of daughters
Fear is the key to the problem
freeing the masculine soul from self rejection
Healing his mind from his past
and opening his eyes to the present
Children suffering
Wife in pain trying to appear brave
over compensation with gifts to their offspring
to divert pain
Children learning that material items ease the pain
Children closing their hearts to protect themselves
The cycle cannot end without fixing the problem NOW
Pull together parents of today and educate your sons
Show them it’s ok to cry and to feel emotions
Show them love show them compassion
Show them it is OK to love freely and without violence
For tomorrow they will be the lovers of wives
and the Fathers of their children
They will form the pattern for future generations
that will become the parents of tomorrow
break the pattern and save our world

Remember
The sins of the Parents fall on the Child

poem by Janice M Pickett
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Children Of The Grave

Revolution in their minds - the children start to march
Against the world in which they have to live
And all the hate thats in their hearts
Theyre tired of being pushed around
And told just what to do
Theyll fight the world until theyve won
And love comes flowing through
Children of tomorrow live in the tears that fall today
Will the sun rise up tomorrow bringing peace in any way?
Must the world live in the shadow of atomic fear?
Can they win the fight for peace or will they disappear?
So you children of the world,
Listen to what I say
If you want a better place to live in
Spread the words today
Show the world that love is still alive
You must be brave
Or you children of today are
Children of the grave, yeah!

song performed by by Ozzy Osbourne
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Pink Ribbons

Pink ribbons span the evening sky
And trim your feathered bed
Now I will sing a lullaby
Lay down your sleepy head

You are the universal child
You, the child of the world
Born as to be yet sweet and mild
With hair that`s softly curled

The world has seen another day
The earth has turned again
The birds have watched you laugh and play
Betwixt the sun and rain

You are the universal child
You, the child of the world
By Mother Nature you are styled
In whom the rest are furled

The world has passed yet slowly by
This planet turned in vain
For, sorrowing, it saw you cry
And felt your silent pain

You are the universal child
You, the child of the world
I pray you'll never be defiled
Nor fear at you be hurled

poem by Valerie Dohren
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Child For A Day

I was a child
Who ran full of laughter
I was a child who lived for today
My eyes full of sunshine
My heart full of smiles
I was a child for a day
We were the children
Who sang in the morning
We were the children
Who laughed at the sun
Who listened to those who spoke with their wisdom
We are the ones we would say, but
Were getting older as time goes by
A little older with everyday
We were the children of yesterday
We are the men who worry of nothing
We are the men who fight without aim
We listen to no one, yet speak of our wisdom
We are the pawns in the game
Were getting older as time goes by
A little older with everyday
We were the children of yesterday
I was a child
Who ran full of laughter
I was a child who lived for today
My eyes full of sunshine
My heart full of smiles
I was a child for a day
Were getting older as time goes by
A little older with everyday
We were the children of yesterday

song performed by by Cat Stevens
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The War Of The Children

The child abuse has been the war of the children
It is going on for too long in a world like this
The children is the victim of it
It is the children who suffers more each day
Stop the child abuse now
We want to put an end to this war
Make the public aware that this exists
Love the children with all your heart
Make the children feel worth
Make them feel special
Show them respect and let them respect you
Because respect and love is a two way thing
Respect the children wishes
Make this world a safe place for our children
Teach them to listened
Let them feel welcome in this world
Let the children live there lives
When you abuse the children
You break there hearts, you are destroying there dreams
And the respect they have for you is lost
What do you get when you abuse the children?
You get no satisfaction
The children have lost there sense of worth
They don’t feel special anymore
And they don’t feel safe anymore
The children know whom they can trust and whom they can’t
Help the children to grow in a safe environment
Feel there hearts with laughter and take there sadness away
Give them the support they need each day as they live there lives

poem by Aldo Kraas
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