Children On The Street!

We see them passing by our doors every morning
they’re not going to school as our children
neither are they going to work.

Moving ups and down they have nowhere to go
they have no education and seem to have
no future

We have to fight and get these children off the streets

On the cold winter mornings and evenings
You see them walking bare footed in the street
Not knowing where they are from and where to go.

You can’t help but ask
Do they really have parents if they do,
why are they going through this?

Why are they not in education like our children?
Let’s come together, discourage these children form
the street into education and help
lay the foundation on which to build
their future life.


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WHO AM I ?

Always remember me as you learn what I am capable of doing.

I maim without killing
I break hearts and ruin lives
I am crafty and malicious.
With age, I gather strength.
Becoming more destructive and in every habitation

The more you quote me, the more I am believe and trusted
I prosper in all sorts of societies and lives
Most of my victims are powerless
They can’t defend themselves against me
Because they can’t easily identify who I am.

Tracking me down is a painstaking task.
The more you try to identify me, the more misleading
and mysterious I turned out to be
I am nobody and therefore nobody’s friend
You hardly recover your reputation once I have tarnished it
You would never be the same again.

I wreck families, friendship, other relationship and marriages
I topple governments and politicians and create an environment of-
mistrust and misunderstanding.
Innocent people always cry because of me
However defensive the emotion seems to be, I can easily penetrate it
Who am I, do you know me or my name by now?
What do you think abut me? Now that you knew what I do,
it is important that you know my name
Do so to protect yourself against me.

Mr. GOSSIP that’s my name.

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MY IDENTITY!!!

Who do you think I am?
Tell me if you know.
Ask my parents. They knew who I am …
I am their most precious gift (child)

For the ordinary man and woman, am nothing but a
Human like themselves
My colleagues around me, I am a young adult,
and a great friend to them and to you

A useful asset to my family, relatives and a timely
gift to the communities I finds myself.
to my teachers, a well behaved, matured, sensible
hardworking, helpful, honest and a respectful pupil

to God my creator, I am one of his most wonderful piece of creation.
His image.

Am your friend. A lover of unity, peace and love.
An enemy of nobody but, myself.
You still don’t know me.
Do you?
I am simply a Black and Humble African.
An African who dare not troubles no one.

Copyright---©---CYRIL---2008