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Children...
Helpless, speechless
Hoping to be heard,
comforted, consoled
Cataloguing harbored nightmares
Scarred, outside and in
As they sleep in the web of violent designs.
**written by petra michelle**
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Wow, this was heavy.
The children of Palestine, Sudan, Afghanistan come to mind when I read this. Very powerful Petra!
So beautiful and so sad!
and some grow up and still carry all the weight and sorrow with them. Deep thoughts.
A great one! Definitely heavy is a word that comes to mind. Nothing is worse than the suffering of children.
Have a great day!
Images of children affected by war and violence popped into my mind when I read this. Extremely well done Petra!
this is beautiful and something I have been pondering -
So timely - Petra, thanks,
Makes me want to run out and protect all those unfortunate children. Very powerful Petra.
Hey there... This is a lovely poem. I like the part about "cataloging harbored nightmares". We do that, don't we?
oh gosh you have rendered my nerve raw.I live in such turmoil over this very subject.Each new case kills my soul..sandy
2 greats honored by the way thanks
Oh! Gaza! When will children not die?
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