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Children Is Forced To Borns As Enragement

Poem T. Wijaya

When borne 200 million angry childrens to history. Borns from womb and vagina forced. Shadow floats in imagining victory.

In combustible city park, they is clever calculates weapon. Like life must deflower, and saws chest.

They cannot come home. Going is town with enragement. Dor! Dor! Bullet from children weapon gets through our discussion desk. We are full of dread, but always forces them to born as enragement.

Nearing adult, without educated them to burn city park. Mobile built ditch flow the enemys blood. Nearing adult, without educated them to gird bomb in the body. Dead as news stopping advertisement trajectory, though only two minutes. Marks history in orasi of the parents about confidence. Confidence is not all heaven admission men. Don't know. I hopes my children still weep finite of adult.

2008

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[glequericac]

Interesting poem.

[dashpoet]

Suffer the little children. There is nothing quite like the innocent laughter of a child. Simply joyful.

[tinySpectacle]

Interesting poem!

[superdooperstupor]

The violence committed against children in the world has a long and tragic history with no end in sight. They are born into a world of violence, enslaved, forced to commit heinous crimes, and then used as human shields to be shot, butcherd, or bombed. They are born into a world not of their own making then forced to live and die in fear and misery. Warring adults permit this preventable, horrific cruelty. I have immense sympathy for all children, past, present, and future should there be one.