Children! Oh, yes! Babies or whatever kind of hellish noun you may want to allot them. In the breezy hours of dawn, they race to school, to nowhere, to places they know there is hardly any home, dewy toes, yet they soldier on. I salute them how are you? The common answer comes out in broad smiles fine! Fine? So I ask and have a glimpse of my shoes, shirt and a little bit of my childhood days then I wonder how the hell they are fine! It cannot be fine! In the morning with foot sores and empty stomachs. Some run in tears for fears of the tutors cane. Others have their younger siblings on their tender backs, not that they are strong, but that they are the only solace to the relatively younger lads and lasses. At times they beg, some of us ridicule , others say just a word of sorry, yet be that as it may, most of us give them a wide berth without ever asking the question WHAT IF? What if they are children of rape? What if they are victims of homicide? What if they are absolute orphans? What if they never belong to any parent? What if they are the off shoots of surrogacy? You and I have got to play ball with unreserved apologies and notwithstanding the presumed reservations. I want the courses in schools among hamlets and cities on children!
Posted on: Sun, 29 Jun 2014 08:00:43 +0000
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