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STREET KIDS

With a heart filled with pain
And eyes full of tears
I gaze at them
Children young and tender
Older ones and teenagers
Parading and living on the street
Starvation and malnutrition
Are their very close friends
While abuse and robbery
Become their means of survival
They are countless
And with each passing day
Their number grows
From north, south, east and west
They roam in search of 'Greener pasture'
Escaping from parental love
And guardians' protection
They are battered by harsh weather
The scorching sun and stormy rains
Deal with them without mercy
The future of these ones, try to imagine
Children who were to bring joy to their parents
Have now made the street their abode
We seriously need a solution
To salvage this situation

Alice Asuquo

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