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Poverty cycle. Cambodian Children Fund
Date: Saturday, April 24, 2010 1:07 AM

I think that these days i'm really losing my passion for blogging. Thus i plan to revive it. It may be because sometimes things that i want to say stay too long in my mind and when i am finally blogging, it escapes my mind.


I think i shall start with writing poems. Although i my love for blogging has lessened, my childhood love for writing poems has not. I shall start with writing about the people in Cambodia and Africa, whom i feel strongly about. I nearly cried when Mrs Gloria Tan showed us the videos of those starving children.

 This is a poem that does not rhyme; 

Pain twists my heart into two
As i watch children
Their ribcages so visible
Rising and falling in accordance to their breaths

Do you see the poverty?
Torturing their souls
Wringing them dry 
They hang on to life 
As it is like a limp washcloth
Which cannot provide them with warmth

Do you see their eyes?
Their futures could have been so bright

Yet like waning candles in the moonlight
The flame struggles against the wind

Do you ever fight a decided battle?
They are fighting against poverty 
And yet we can say
My weight matters!
And throw food away!

Do you see the little children crawling on the floor?
How young are they?

Yet their backs are bent like old men
Their legs are twisted
Twisted like the twisted cycle that is happening to them
To carry such a worldly burden on their backs

HOW OLD ARE THEY?

I admit that this poem is not to the best of my ability. I just made it up impromptu. But it contains my strongest emotions and feelings about these people.

MAKE POVERTY HISTORY.

Young children at the ages of 3, 4 years old are starving.. Do you see their bodies?

So skinny
Like an empty shell left of their souls

Their eyes so full of hope
Glimmering against the sunlight
Do you see?

Someday i am going to volunteer at Cambodian Children Fund. I mean it. I just searched the website, but they said only medical or teaching volunteers. Well, if not, there are other funds.
When i grow up i am definitely going to these places to do social work and expand my horizons. I know that it will change my world and the way that i view things.

I feel so depressed when i think of those children. Because of the circumstances they are born in, they lose the chance of education, entertainment, housing and life's joys. They spend time worrying about where to get their next meal. At their tender age we were probably running around or playing with our precious Lego toys.

These children deserve more.

And i admire Scott Neeson so much for what he has done. How many people in the world can make a stand and make a change?

He gave up his high-flying job as a director and moved to Cambodia to take care of the children there. He poured his savings into helping these people. Many people in the world can say they stand for a certain cause, but not many can fight for their cause in this way.

We need to give these people a chance. People in this world are becoming increasingly self-centred. Care about others. Look at what these children have.

And what we have. How can it be that there is such a huge difference? We as people living on this Earth should do something to bring the gap closer. It is our responsibility. People are born equal but not many have equal chances. People may say, fight for your chance, but it's hard when there are so many other children fighting too.

Do you see their struggle?

They deserve more.











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