Forgotten

Can she who births a human flock, forget to give her newborn suck. Oh yes indeed! She may forget, and leave their basic needs unmet. To amnesia our minds are prone, As by wild winds our lives are blown, seniors in nursing homes alone forgotten by their flesh and bone. And what of children on the streets who forage bins for food to eat. Clothes dark with dirt, disdained and scorned, Forgotten as though never born. Some soldiers who return from war Are left to suffer from their scars. They fought to secure freedom sweet, Forgotten now they roam the street. Worst are the infants strapped in seats, and left to perish in the heat. So many die, it is so sad Forgotten by their mom or dad. Feeling forgotten in your soul, like a sole mole inside a hole? Cheer up and ponder well this thought, humans forget, but God does not.