The Wishing Well and An Empty Tummy

I am reblogging a poem about global childhood hunger for the Human Rights Observance Day.

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Hungry Child© MColdPlay’s ‘Hungry Child’ @ Deviantart

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I call my boss and tell him, 
I won’t be in until late.
Over a crisp morning coffee I work out logistics.

I plot the distance between school and home.. 500 yards..
I aim for taking cover.
While setting up my equipment at hand’s reach, 

I caution my boys about what to expect.
With a quick check in the rear view mirror, 
I drive them there, and off they are.

They run through the playground in a hurry
And wreak havoc in the class.
Their shoes muddy and jackets bone dry.

My little ones are cozy indoors.
And I cheated the Rain Gods, 
Mission accomplished!

I roll down my window and cup my hand. 
I catch the rain.
And make a Wishing Well.

Will I be able to rest today?
There is anxiety in my heart.
And twists in…

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