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child poverty
Child Poverty
“I wish I wave will come take me
out to the sea, and I wish I were
a mermaid with a rock of my own.
The girl of twelve smiled as not
quite believing her dream.
From the favela in Rio, not much
going or her, a petty thief or
a prostitute, her choices are few
Let her dream of a rock and hope
it becomes true one day soon.
“I wish I wave will come take me
out to the sea, and I wish I were
a mermaid with a rock of my own.
The girl of twelve smiled as not
quite believing her dream.
From the favela in Rio, not much
going or her, a petty thief or
a prostitute, her choices are few
Let her dream of a rock and hope
it becomes true one day soon.
Published 3rd May 2013
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