Saturday, 13 June 2015

CHILD LABOR

It saddens my heart every now and then,
Knowing of the struggle and pain of the child laborer
The troubles of the little girl hawking on the street
The sorrows of the little boy in deep seas
Some are starving to death; the survival movement
Others are lost in the woods hunting to feed
Exposed to every threat and danger posed by greed
Why should they fend but for themselves?
Was it their fault to be born without a silver spoon?
Or is it simply their undecidable destiny?

It thins and wrecks my breath to the brim,
Understanding the indisputable fact
That the victims of the mess are innocent
Child Labor must be highly incriminated
Because it stands to ruin the future we long for
It is the reason we fail as a nation sometimes
It is one of the problems everyone want to see solved
So don't you ever hesitate my brethren
Take the chance to make a difference  now,
Say, Stop Child Labor Now

So who cares about the brighter future?
The kind we want for our dear planet?
What about the hopes we invest in the children?
Who cares protecting them with faith and pride?
We want a future as bright as the daylight,
We want people full of good grooming,
We want citizens swimming in education
And only the children of today are promising enough
Only they can we trust for a better future
And we can only achieve this with education

©2015

Sunday, 10 May 2015

She is the Epitome of Wonder

She is the best mum no matter what,
Every now or then, bits her heart,
For her love and passionate care,
She is the epitome of wonder.

Folds of months dressed in pain,
Followed by several years of less gain,
She cared for you while the world starred,
She is the epitome of wonder.

The world needs her special kinds,
To generate many special minds.
She is the only one who replenishes.
And she is the epitome of wonder

Beauty is not much her pride,
To be made that popular bride
Character is her real concern,
She is the epitome of wonder.

There's one special thing about her,
She forgives and forgets all the while,
She is the image of a loving queen
She is the epitome of wonder

Happy Mother's Day
Amu K. Simon
©2015

Friday, 8 May 2015

fractured hopes

our bones are weak,

but we are still on the run.

our flesh is dehydrated,
but we are still breathing.

our eyes are blinded,
but we are still spying.

our ears are deaden,
but we are still hearing.

our dreams are shattered,
but we are still optimistic.

our future is bright,
so we are never stopping.

our life is purposeful,
so we should keep giving down.

our paths aren't straight,
so we keep on surviving.

our hopes are fractured,
so we keep repackaging

Thursday, 23 April 2015

Quote

We arrived here blessed to succeed.
So no matter the case, we'd proceed.
The benchmark, we'd surely exceed.
As we sow our good and viable seeds