I can say only one word
which makes me feel weak
and more and more ‘sick’.
The world for me is like a prison
and now I’m telling you the reason.
Life is not fair
and the other people don’t care.
Every day when I walk
I see children on the road.
Many children are poor
without any food.
They beg for money
but they are always hungry.
Every day many children die
but I still don’t know why
because everyone can help
to make the world best.
Now you little child
don’t be afraid, everything is fine.
You are going to see happier days
with many friends and loving parents.
I hope all people listen to my wishes
and do something to help humanity.