MY DEAR CHILD(3)

ALSO SADNESS IN YOUR DAY!!!


--African child, the most worried of all,
I address you, in particular.
--I would like to know, if you enjoy,
Or you can't yet smile.

--I looked far and wide
The worldwide book,
For see your history,
An if you had any holiday.

--In year 1925, you got some rights;
You and all world's kids.
Along of 85 years one sang:
" The unadjusted kid's ballad".

--34 years ago, some robbers.
Stole your food's money;
For feed :the death's weapons
And theirs infinite greed.(Linda P.)

--I was shaken, reading from you:
To drink the river's and rain water,
To bear conflicts and wars,
And that food, for you, is luxury.

--Many of you, left orphans,
After diseases and wars.
--Rich people, cast food in oceans,
For not becoming pauper.

--You couldn't destroy MALARIA,
Although you received means,
For, you were away from hospitals,
And you couldn't go there.

--My sweet kid, we are close to you!!
I, who always loved you,
As well, your wise and dear protector,
We, will fight, for save you !!!


A fighting woman, for kid's ideals from everywhere.


Label: LOVE for children, especially for African's ones.

MY DEAR FRIEND (19)

ELECTED in CYPHER 140207


When I knew you,
You wondered, why chose I you.
I answer and I repeat it;
For, I have two heart's halves.

The sad half is mine,
The other, the brightly is yours.
With the sad one, sing I my loneliness,
With the cheerful, I create new ideas.

Being sure over your words,
Your purity and honesty,
I can work more impetus,
So as in my teenage years.

My Science and your Art,
Clasp theirs hands,
For a new world
And chosen words.

My daily dreams
Nourish my nostalgia.
There, I meet you,
Discussing together, a lot.

You suggest me some new ideas,
I do the same for kind poems,
For changing the world,
As people desires.

Dreams, gradually, become real,
Because I don't leave them.
Also, my dear friend,
I will for ever, not you forget .


A yours former admirer

Label :LOVE

MY DEAR CHILD (2)

GUILTY WITHOUT FAULT

--A good African friend,

Wrote me thus about you:

Your mother bore you on the road,

Running away from the enemy path.

"Your first word was-enemy,

Growing bigger, you were thirsty.

It was drought, you did not have water.

You dug with hands, for finding it".

You missed food, you were hungry.

You looked at planes,

Just drop some food,

And this chance, rarely.

You wanted to play,

You hadn't toys.

You played with what you found:

Bombs, rifles and mines.

You want to be healthy,

More illnesses, also infectious ones,

Pursued you,

As the shadow of someone.

With all these obstacles,

You become an adult, in four years.

You don't know what is a childhood,

A -smile- or a –love-.

--My sweet African child,

With a pure and good soul,

My message is:

To all world's children:

--Give Africa's children,

A part of your happiness;

For they could feel the joy

Of Your Day, the first of June!!!

-My message to relations,

Parents and grandparents of children,

Of this challenged world,

And fairly tried, is:

--Show now how you vibrate,

How will vibrate your heart! !!

Show that you are masters,

Of the most beautiful virtue!!!

--I hope that also frozen hearts,

Will melt seeing the over picture.

Our earth has two faces: the day and the night;

The children will allay, the nights of your life!!!

THE NEW CHARITABLE ASSOCIATIONS,

Will create youth without old age;

SAVE CHILDREN -this treasure-,

For a clean and a right world !!!

A CHILDREN loving worldwide's.

MY DEAR CHILD(1)

TOO EARLY FAREWELL


Scarcely, were you born,
You don't know to talk,
But you know to think,
And you have many desires.


You put yourselves many questions,
And you haven't the answers;
"Why were you born
And why haven't you right to live?


"Why are you appeared
In a contaminated place,
With many diseases;
HIV infection in this case?


"Why are you avoided by all,
And nobody loves you "?
"You were in a real hell.
Why are you so punished?


Then, you told your intentions:
- "I had many plans
For kids and adults:
In my continent's world. "


- My dear child,
More wise forces
Which heard your cry,
United themselves for your safeguard.


African kids and theirs supporters


Label: love of ill children