Little Children's Tears

Sitting on the sand, looking at an ocean so vast.

Each wave telling a story from the past.

The dreams and hopes of the morning and night.

Of ambitions and hardships- our birthright.

But as a wave hits the sand and the skies roar,

a child's tear may be ignored.

Too many to count, so little to lend a hand.

The only way to know is to experience firsthand,

The tears belonging to girls and boys.

Like a fire you feel you must destroy.

But to stop the tears is to stop the rain.

To try, though, we must not refrain.

The tears of the children are all over the world.

Just allow your mind to be unfurled.

From Africa and Asia to the Americas and Europe.

The tears cannot be masked by makeup.

Like the waves of yesterday reaching the sands of today,

If you want to stop the tears, don't stop midway.

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