Shattered Dreams (A Poem)
Shattered Dreams (A Poem)
Our children are the leaders of tomorrow so the song says,
But tomorrow looks bleak and our future without hope seems truncated.
Now our unfriendly tears seem neglected
Without recourse on how we should be educated.
The girl child is molested constantly
And the boy child roams the streets helplessly.
When shall all this nonsense stop?
When shall we enjoy the dividends long promised?
When shall we enjoy development?
'...help our youths [including the children] the truth to know...'reads our anthem,
But the sacrificial lamb is now our children. What an anathema?
Schools are being built for who?
Let the girl child be educated.
Great nations develop their youth base. They don't exploit them.
Fathers protect their children
They don't leave them vulnerable.
Our dear SENATORS not SIN-ATORS,
Give the children a chance; give them pencils and pen,
Give them books; give them a life of their own.
Remember, this child can be yours like any other.
For a country that despise children,
She will live her life with a harvest of Shattered Dreams.
Enwemuche Maxwell O.
(c)29-07-2013
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