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Array ( [sid] => 33937 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => missing children [time] => 2004-02-05 07:01:04 [hometext] => every day i go outside of my house to see all these signs of missing children and on tv the news and i just dont understand why so many missing children [bodytext] => 11-13-96
a person close to my heart dissapeared,
nobody knew where he was,
so we drowned in our fears,
we searched and searched for days and days,
he never turned up,
till the day that he lays,
found dead in a desert,
raped,
shot,
and left for dead,
i swear if i had the chance,
the ones who did it,
would lose their heads,
just seen on the news the other day,
little girls missing,
by the name of kily,
whats this?
this girl was a baby,
no chance at all,
getting kidnapped by a grown man,
who soon should fall,
i remember on STAN,
a long time ago,
someone was at the end missing,
now known as bizzy bone,
he made it through,
but hes still emotionally scared,
mentally hurt,
and physically barred,
you could never understand,
unless you dissapeared one day,
just like me at the age of 8,
yeah they found me,
but after the pain,
just being away from love,
can drive a young child insane,
now if you still,
havent seen the meaning of this write,
im telling you to take care of your children at night,
hold their hands when their walking,
do not let them go,
it can happen in a split second and you not even know,
you can never be too sure,
so if you see the pictures on the side of the road or on tv then look,
you never know your neighbor,
just might be a crook,
dont just walk away from situations,
you never know whos life youll save,
cause in this world,
there are too many missing children these days,

so lets help.. . . [comments] => 2 [counter] => 210 [topic] => 32 [informant] => nate [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => SadPoetry )
missing children

Contributed by nate on Thursday, 5th February 2004 @ 07:01:04 AM in AEST
Topic: SadPoetry



11-13-96
a person close to my heart dissapeared,
nobody knew where he was,
so we drowned in our fears,
we searched and searched for days and days,
he never turned up,
till the day that he lays,
found dead in a desert,
raped,
shot,
and left for dead,
i swear if i had the chance,
the ones who did it,
would lose their heads,
just seen on the news the other day,
little girls missing,
by the name of kily,
whats this?
this girl was a baby,
no chance at all,
getting kidnapped by a grown man,
who soon should fall,
i remember on STAN,
a long time ago,
someone was at the end missing,
now known as bizzy bone,
he made it through,
but hes still emotionally scared,
mentally hurt,
and physically barred,
you could never understand,
unless you dissapeared one day,
just like me at the age of 8,
yeah they found me,
but after the pain,
just being away from love,
can drive a young child insane,
now if you still,
havent seen the meaning of this write,
im telling you to take care of your children at night,
hold their hands when their walking,
do not let them go,
it can happen in a split second and you not even know,
you can never be too sure,
so if you see the pictures on the side of the road or on tv then look,
you never know your neighbor,
just might be a crook,
dont just walk away from situations,
you never know whos life youll save,
cause in this world,
there are too many missing children these days,

so lets help.. . .




Copyright © nate ... [ 2004-02-05 07:01:04]
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Re: missing children (User Rating: 1 )
by 13Hopes on Thursday, 5th February 2004 @ 07:35:23 AM AEST
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Nate,
I think this poem is very true, touching on a subject that breaks some of the most hardenned of people. An excelent wrte..

Cheers,
#13


Re: missing children (User Rating: 1 )
by jeanie on Friday, 23rd July 2004 @ 06:35:16 AM AEST
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you're right, but not all disappeared kids are the fault of lack of attention of their parents....if someone wanna kidnap a kid, they will do it coz they can always find a while when you sleep, you look the other way or you simply are nto there......the most sad fact is that there are ppl who hurt children


jeanie




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