A child is born. Halfway across the world a child is born into complete poverty. A child is born. Across the sea a child is born into war and chaos. A child is born. No wait- he never made it out of his mother's womb before he was scratched out. A child was born and then sold as a slave then she was six. A child was born and taught how to hate! A child was born for what? You see the man was lost--even before he grew up!! A daughter to love, a son to cherish thrown away with words of hate, guilt, anger and aggression. A child is born already rich with nothing to cry for only to be left for others to care for her. The village can't raise a child when the village is full of kids who were never raised by the village they happened to be a part of. Who you become will determine "who" you will make. A child is born. Halfway across the world-- BUT WHO CARES!
Wow! I read this and thought- how powerful! I had Ben's permission to post a few of his journal entries. He began journaling after starting an English class. Sometimes journaling seems so hard, but when we put a pen to paper or begin to type on a blank doc, we can really become amazed at what's inside our little heads! So, what's your thoughts on A Child is Born...?
