Least Read Poems About Children

Mankind must put an end to war, or war will put an end
                             to man…”― John F. Kennedy

the fiercely barking hand grenades
         and other weapons wars have made
                   are never idle in the hands
                             of those who set out to invade
                   the sanctity of sovereign lands.

the military muscle might
         of killers who paint red the night
                   flex in the face of helpless souls
                             who yield to blood their last...

Repetitive frames...Reel to reel...Morbid in making nightmares...Frozen scream...A child's dream. For night terrors, never reflect kindness of empathy...For feelings of cold robots are none & the child learns young...Of their peers of perchers...The one's screaming down their necks...Their words are a confusing muddle...Mad is the child splashing in dirty puddles...A speech of repeat...False & long or tiresome & dull...A re-run cartoon, only shown at noon...A wore down song...Nursery rhymes out grown. Mesmerizing verses... They've heard many times. Slurred words...Booze on their...

Girl lema.    
Girl Rebecca.
Boy Stuart.    
Boy Raphel.        
Boy Frost.          
Boy Bren.        
Boy Richard.        
Boy Apron.      
Boy Riley.    
Boy Enosh.    
Girl Joan.      
Girl Jolly.      
Girl swati.    
Girl vishnupriya.      
Girl Alexa    
Girl Jaclyn    
Your father used to            
Pull me in rickshaw when I was in 11th standard          
Made of bamboo and wheel.            
Yes he was a Muslim.

Sometimes the days feel like they’re dragging
And yet when I look in the mirror the years have passed fast
I may not reach the peak of a mountain to fight a dragon
But I know that after I’m gone my verses are going to last

I may not be popular or reach fame in my time
But the rhymes I leave behind can serve a testament
I’m just a simple man striving to find what’s mine
So that my children will one day share in the sentiment

I’m motivated by their laughs and smiles in their faces
Like photographs of these moments engraved in our hearts ...