For Lost Children of The World

Dream of rain
Wash the child's own pain
Dream of sunshine
Make him smile again
Trapped in the net
Of terror, abuse
In anguished regret
A lost child let loose
This world must awaken
Let the evil be shown
Our senses to be shaken
These children are our own.

poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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