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the child poet
the child poet
all the children have left the plays
depressed,so sad for their adult age
they're cowering in the remote corner
writing memories of the bloody days
the children nowadays cry no more
they know that tears are for kids
crying for toys, or biological needs
or even from killing bombs and gore
today's children have become great poets
they wouldn't hear of bombs and bullets
they are either in asylum, it could be !
or taking delight on trips over the sea
children are VIPS in their ivory towers
they bother look and see lower down
taken over the airs flying over the clouds
leaving death to those children of the bombs
and wide streets gape with puerile fear
there's only ravens, even birds did leave
blood has written their death with bombs
the left poets are digging their own tombs
and the rest of the children hold the guns
writing their history with bullets and pens
they are much wiser than those adult poets
who still float blissfully in their faked space
all the children have left the plays
depressed,so sad for their adult age
they're cowering in the remote corner
writing memories of the bloody days
the children nowadays cry no more
they know that tears are for kids
crying for toys, or biological needs
or even from killing bombs and gore
today's children have become great poets
they wouldn't hear of bombs and bullets
they are either in asylum, it could be !
or taking delight on trips over the sea
children are VIPS in their ivory towers
they bother look and see lower down
taken over the airs flying over the clouds
leaving death to those children of the bombs
and wide streets gape with puerile fear
there's only ravens, even birds did leave
blood has written their death with bombs
the left poets are digging their own tombs
and the rest of the children hold the guns
writing their history with bullets and pens
they are much wiser than those adult poets
who still float blissfully in their faked space
Published 16th Nov 2023
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Anonymous
16th Nov 2023 4:37pm
The world is forcing children to grow up way too fast now. Just not right. This is a sad but true piece of poetry you write here
16th Nov 2023 6:07pm
If we dont get moved by what happens to children these days, we are no more than dead bodies..
Thank you my friend for your heartfelt support.
Thank you my friend for your heartfelt support.
19th Nov 2023 10:59am
19th Nov 2023 11:02am
We must believe the children, they rarely lie, if they do, its because they are in bad hands,
They know the sadness and feel it deeper that adult ones; poets without words..
Thanks heaps LDF for your constant support, its really refreshing,
They know the sadness and feel it deeper that adult ones; poets without words..
Thanks heaps LDF for your constant support, its really refreshing,
