Five Young Children

Five young children.
Lost and alone.
No one to care for them.
No one home.

Where are their parents?
Sitting in the bar.
Once the drinks have all been poured,
The fights will go too far.

Remember those poor children
waiting there at home.
They're too young to change their lives
or live them on their own.

Are there other children?
Lost and alone?
No one to care for them?
No one home?

by Mary Nagy

Comments (3)

very sad poem, wonderfully written.
Yes, Mary; there are very many of these children in Nigeria and probably in all of Africa - it is a touching situation.
A poem that has so much meaning. so much that you feel for the children cheere S