We look around us to see children
of all ages, we do not know what
they may be thinking, at this point
of time, but we know they are alone.
We gaze upon a beaten child so
broken, bleeding, crying, why must
this have to happen to our little ones?
We do not know what they are thinking
at this point of time, we only know they
are alone.
They look at us, with blank eyes
with no smile to hide the tears, we
do not know what they are thinking
at this point of time, but we know they
are alone.
As soon as we know they are happy, we
forget to listen, and they run wild without
help once again, we do not know what they
are thinking at this point of time, but we know
they are alone.
We must start to understand what makes
a child go wrong, maybe only a smile,
and three little words. I love you, would
make a difference, but if we cannot find
time for a child, we should not be having
them this point in time.
