Francis Twumasi Poet Free verse

The Child

I am the child
For whom most parents suffer
I am the child
For whom most mothers go through pain
Yet I’m not given the needed attention
Some abandon me on the streets
Others,in deadly pits.

I am the child
The smallest in the society
Yet I grow up to be the greatest
I’m the child
Who grows up to be the future president, lawyer, doctor
And other desired men of the society.

I am the child
Who may also grow up to be the robber, murderer, 
And other nuisance of the society.
All depending on the attention I’m given
So mum, dad and brethren
Let us all help create a better world for children
For indeed, an adult is a child who has really survived.

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Lizanne Scholtz January 11, 2012 at 5:22 PM Love it Francis, well said, and very true, welcome to Poetry Soup, keep up the good work, wishing you a very Happy and prosprtious New Year. Elizabeth

Carol Sunshine Brown January 10, 2012 at 5:23 AM A warm welcome to PoetrySoup I offer to you Francis. I wish for you the best in your writing endeavors whatever they may be. May you find inspiration by reading some of the poetry written here by other poets. Read and comment on their's and they will return in kind. May the sun shine on you that you might find great joy in your life. Love and blessing always, Carol