Poem -

near miss

near miss

Near Miss

They said children are starvingĀ 
in 63..
I was five and cried for Africa ..I had special K..
I have eggs for tea..
But then they said Skegness..
In a different Century .
He "d fallen at his father's knee..
In the land of indulgence
All that is gaudy.
My heart is crying .
My heart didn't cry for AfricaĀ 
that much...
It cried for one sweet mite failed as such..
by society ..
A statisticĀ 
a box tick..
A tragedy..
But we will forget..
We will forget..
It keeps happening..
the children that
slip through the net..

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Being Me

So sad. Poor little mites. It is sickening that it happens at all, let alone that it happens time and again. Bless their little hearts xx

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