THE POOR CHILDREN DON'T KNOW WHAT IS THE CHILDHOOD
The time is that earthquake within which
remained buried unlimited frastrations
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Great poem. Every child is your child. Every person your kindred. As God intended. With so much wealth in the world no one should go hungry. But unfortunately we do. Polity/piety cloud our judgement
Would be a popular song! Several lines with missing spaces, eg " Life journeyisa travel offull of ups"