The birds are singing,
You're outside
Your mouth a smile
The smile soothe
The soul, she cries
The world, full fights
Close your eyes
To protect for the light
You hear nothing
Institutions are off
You are not you
Broken, again and again
You are born
In a world that's lost
Your life a fight
Where is your life-right?
I translated this poem, just to make you aware of the children of the world. Something inside me made me aware of them last week, this poem just popped up in my head. I think of them, the children, this week. I'll pray for them who are in need. I will invite you to join me, there to much of them!
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