The ills of the world

By YaseminB

Fri, 24 Mar 2017
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The ills of the world

I want to cosset my babes;

Veil their eyes from all the ills

Of the world.

Each morn

We wake up to

The news of doom;

In lands close to home

Or further away

News of a crazed youth

Shouting alluhu akber;

Massacring 

The innocent folks.

I feel a rush of

Vomit

In my throat.

My five year old tot

Wants to read the papers

Over my shoulder;

Pondering the meaning

Of slaughter,

Oppression, censorship, 

Despotic tendencies

Of narcissistic autocrats

In lands not so far.

Away

 

I want to cosset my babes

Veil their eyes from

The ills of the world 

Outside

 

 

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Submitted by airyfairy on

I think it's a feeling a lot of us share.  Explaining all this to children is the hardest thing.  But sometimes I am grateful that at least I only had to explain it to mine second-hand, and they never had to experience the horrors themselves, like so many little ones all over the world.

Submitted by YaseminB on

thank you airfairy.

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