When Do They Play

For all the wrongfully incarcerated children around the world, what sort of humans have we become to allow such heart-wrenching home-wreaking, that will undoubtably cause permanent damage to the innocent children.

When Do They Play

 

Our emotions are boiling on high

Lowly governments are hiding like spies

When do the children play

Where do their Moms and Dads stay

Why should we have to pray

This is not our humane way

Promised tomorrows should be theirs today

Please, when do the children play

 

Ivor Steven (c)  2018

 

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Hi, and welcome to my blog site. My name is Ivor Steven, I live in Geelong, Australia. I'm a retired, part-time plumber, and a former Carer of my wife(Carole), for 30 years, who suffered from severe MS. I Write poetry about those personal thoughts, throughout and beyond my life as a Carer. I've been blogging for 9 months, and writing poems for nearly 18 years. Of course a lot of my poems are about my favourite subject Carole, but since I've been blogging my writings have become quite varied, humourous, mystical, observational, and even a few monster/horror poems.

30 thoughts on “When Do They Play”

    1. “There can be no keener revelation of a society’s soul than the way in which it treat its children.” – Nelson Mandela. ALL children deserve to be loved and valued…it is their birthright, or it should be. As a mother, a grandmother, a human being; this horrific injustice to innocent children reduces me to angry tears. Thank-you for this beautiful poem that puts into words the pain in our hearts.

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      1. Thank you ❤️ Ellen, I’m very upset and emotional about the terrible situation, and I hope my words have an on all who happen to read them. 😢😒

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      1. These words of Nelson Mandela constantly reverberate through my mind. I am deeply touched that you are sharing them. I will never understand man’s inhumanity to man, it is even worse when it is extended to helpless children. Thank-you again!

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  1. beautiful words that made me feel both happy and sad. you captured the sadness of loss childhood so tenderly Ivor. i read an Afghan writer who wrote “there is no childhood in Afghanistan just children.” your poem reminded me of his stories of how childhood is destroyed by politics and wars. continue to write Ivor, you are sending a strong message of hope and action.

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