I Knew They Were Wrong

I KNEW THEY WERE WRONG

I knew they were wrong
In the northern region
When their eyes cried a river
When their feet stumbled the rocky ground
When hands feeble couldn’t carry a spoon

I knew they were wrong
In the dumpy smelly streets
When she dropped the baby from between her legs
The glue sweet on her mouth
Her eyes so red, her mind out of this world

I knew they were wrong
That day long I watched the reports
My ears longed for a positive message
But deaths, wars, hunger and crimes majored their words
Why do they sit in the big house of sweet baked rich cake?

I knew they were wrong 
When I saw the big cars
Oh it was election time begging time again
Its been five calendars gone since I last saw them
Today their boots are full, handsome pockets for charity

I’ll say it now, coz tomorrow might never be
We have leant it the hard and easy ways
We know their tricks, like the back of our hands
An A we would all score, on their subjects paper
We know their wrongs, its time they made them right.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Walker  Avatar
May 22, 2014 at 6:32 PM
Esther, this great pen is commended. Congratulations on winning in the contest. Verlena
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May 22, 2014 at 1:07 PM
Esther.. Thank you for supporting one of my latest contest. Stop by and enjoy my latest blog ENCORE" if you'd like. Always & Forever <3 LINDA ;-)
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May 9, 2014 at 9:32 AM
Great insight.
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