Poetry/Short Stories

A child’s tears



They freely roll 

Down like river Mississippi

With a hint of blood



They roll down little cheeks

Like summer thunder

Hitting dry ground



Little child cries

Little child wails

From a hurting belly

For bread crumbs



There’s no other reason

But hunger!


That hurts little one


That causes little one

To beg 


That has little one

Trying to survive


Little one tries

Little one cries

In our very presence.

Susan McMillan


12 thoughts on “A child’s tears

    1. Thank you my dearest Shivangi. My inspiration for this piece was from Uganda. Watching a little kid on the street beg so they can eat. As a mother, it breaks my heart to pieces. That simple bare necessity should at least be available for little ones.

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