A
Child's Chaos by Dave Endicott
In
the midst of this chaos
Lies
the lonely heart of a searching child,
Whose
whole life is all but lost.
A
life with so many questions and very little reason
Where
have we gone wrong?
Is
it the parents? Is it the school?
Is
it the child? Is it society?
Does
it matter who it is?
The
question to be asked is,
"How
can I help?"
A
young boy that has a house
But
the reality is he is homeless.
He
feels the need to steal.
A
life with no perceived value, only objects to take.
Where
have we gone wrong?
Is
it the divorce? Is it intelligence?
Is
it "the system"? Is it our materialism?
Does
it matter what it is?
The
questions to be asked is,
"How
can I help?"
A
young girl who has no self-worth,
She
feels so ugly and unloved.
She
knows she is different.
A
life with nothing in common with peers.
Where
have we gone wrong?
Is
it the television? Is it the magazines?
Is
it her classmates? Is it me?
Does
it matter who it is?
The
questions to be asked is,
"How
can I help?"
A
class full of children,
Some
are friends, some are strangers.
Each
one with gifts, each one with faults.
A
life filled with children who grow up too soon.
Have
we really gone wrong?
Is
it the gifts? Is it the faults?
Is
it the child? Is it the adult?
Does
it really matter?
HOW
CAN I HELP?
In
the midst of this chaos
Lies
a heart full of love
A
child searching for acceptance.
A
life with so many questions and all the reason
For me to help....a child.
