In places too many
On this one blue-green ball,
Children haul
More than the weight of firewood
On their backs,
Big or small.
Sorrow, loss, illness, agony
Needs unmet
Unheard calls …
Yet they are all
Our children,
Their pain is our
Shortfall.
They are worthy of better:
In the now
For the future
For humanity’s long haul.
For The Daily Post
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