This chap he did me wrong, he caused physical harm to I mon
I was seven when I first held cold steel against another one
I couldn't pull the trigger something inside told me this was wrong
I heard a voice saying my life was not for killing humans
In living long, that day I'll never forget because it made me strong
I remember an adult giving me a gun to kill another human
Innocent children killing because of adults hate rage

Disaster to human heritage, stolen youth, child soldiers
Children under heavy labour this scene sounds forever
Maybe because the wealthy breaks all the rules
As they profit from child labour, poor little soldiers
To the rich ones in view here is my question to you
Where were you when corrupted men extended their abuse?
When they bombed, killed and raped the youths

Oh I forgot you were taking a cruise
So later you heard it on the news
In human social confuse child soldiers with tragic memories of abuse
Do you know the numbers on these victims of mortal abuse?
This is absolute... if this continues humanity will lose
We need to stop this cycle of abuse
Children under negative rules becomes killing mules

Child soldiers because of egos of fools
What a waste... this natural resource of the youths
For the increase in loot elders are exploiting the youths
I wish this World would be kinder on the youths
Everywhere I look I see this pollution of the youths
Child soldiers because of ignorant of coots
Releasing suffering from brutes cause silent cries from the youths

Not many can hear the youths they are blind from the truth
Child soldiers marching to kill other youths

© Ank J. SteadySpear Artist@Large Poetic MC The Scribe