Poem: The secrets of a little girl
The secrets of little girl
A parent’s job
Is to protect her from danger
Yet,
So many children are surrounded by anger
Some parents
Teach their children to use their middle finger
Cursing all around them
Leaving them vulnerable for any stranger
Without supervision
Without anyone to listen
The attention from parents and family
So many children are wishen
Instead
Parent’s try to buy them love
Some children don’t even know what it feels like
To receive a hug
Some children don’t have it as good as others
Some never washed with bubble bath suds
Some children come to school dirty
Some smell like they don’t wash in the tub
Some children hate going to school
Because they don’t have anything new
As adults, how would you like to wear their shoes?
And have mean kids bussing on you?
Some parent’s can’t afford
To dress their kids nice
Some children’s parents
Had a terrible childhood life
Therefore the pattern repeats itself
Kids become angry
The one’s who lack the most attention
Mainly
Attention isn’t giving gifts
Attention isn’t giving toys
Bribes are just destroying our children
When we want them to stop making noise
We need to spend time with them
We need to appreciate them
About love, from us their family
We need to educate them
How can we do this?
By showing them we care
Not by taking them to the beauty salon
And fixing up their hair
What if the hair falls out?
What can you say you gave?
How much time have you spent with her?
How many games with them have you played?
Girls Girls Girls
Just want to have fun
But as they grow older
They want to love someone
Why let the streets love them?
Why let strangers have them?
Why let strangers touch them
Being grown, why rush them
Why dress them like adults?
With those tight blue pants?
At the age of 5
It’s not cute to flirt with a man
Why not prevent
What only you can?
Why let children cross the street
Without holding their little hand
Why give them the green light to have sex?
Why give them condoms?
Why not be an example?
Show them that sex won’t fix their problems
With all the pedophiles
With all the rapist
A parent has what it takes
So that their child is the greatest
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Men and women don't quit... Men and women keep fighting until they win!
BIBLE SCRIPTURE:
Psalms 138:13-18
13. You (God) Created me completly; you knit me together
in my mother's womb.
14. I praise you because I am impressively and wonderfully made;
Your works are wonderful, I know that for sure.
15. My frame was not hidden from you (You were there the whole time) when
I was made in the secret place.
When I was woven together in the depths of the earth (From the dust of the ground)
16. Your eyes saw my unformed body.
All the days ordained for me were witten in your book
before my first breath came to be.
17. Your thoughts about me are precious, O God! There are many of them.
18. If I were to count the number of good thoughts you have about me,
they would outnumber the grains of sand.
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