International Day of Innocent Children Victims of Aggression,4 June <br /> <br />Furtively search for the hook. <br />Each side carefully must I look. <br />Is there a cop in my sight? <br />Is there a route for my flight? <br />Maggie just went that a way. <br />She didn't much, have to say. <br />But she seemed, distant taut. <br />Stuck are we in a Latino onslaught. <br />Three reefers all, she got the glock. <br />Wish I could turn back the clock. <br />We lost yank and tim that day. <br />Got em the cleavers on their way. <br />Now; I must, sell this grass. <br />Last time bro just nicked me glass. <br />Pounding heart, I must go. <br />Back here hitch the garbage stow. <br />Wish I could swirl and do the thwunk, <br />Like the kids, at high school dunk. <br />Pa left us months; for her sake. <br />Now mom is out, there at stake <br />Scar barged in, with her yesterday. <br />Slyly asked me, whether I'm gay. <br />Yanked me up by my scruff. <br />Mom when yelled, he left in a huff. <br />Wont have supper an no snack, <br />Messed the guy, tells me jack. <br />It's been months, the hacking cough. <br />Nothing at home but mamas snuff. <br />Li'l Johnnie plastered by a freight <br />What shall I do …I'm only eight! <br /> <br />(Islamabad) <br />(June 04,2009) <br /> <br />http: //www.acpp.org/sevents/0604.html <br />http: //www.irct.org/Default.aspx? ID=3558&M=News&NewsID=1391<br /><br />saadat tahir<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-m-only-eight-international-day-of-innocent-children-4-june/
