Assignment 7 Unit 6

Here I am holding them back.
SO much confidence they lack.
so much sorrow in there face
all the pain and suffering.
Wondering if they'll make it to another day.

As the tears run down, looking up at the fear in there eyes
I wish I could be on the other side
holding them back from this place.

So many young lives wondering
where there;s parents could be,
could they have forgotten about them,
do they still love them?

All hope is lost no one seems to care.

Feeling their linp poor bodies leaning
against me, feels as light as a feather falling
thru the sky.
so mistreated without much to eat a hard bed
to lay thier head down in a room full of thousands
of children.
All the meaningless beatings
how could they be so cruel.

What have these poor children done? to desreve all the pain and mistreatment. someone ought to make a change.
I can't im only barbed wire unable to do anything
but overlook the pain.