Through the eyes of the children: a lament

Poem by Harvey Gillman.

by Harvey Gillman 5th August 2022

We were taught to look for the good in everyone.
But when your eyes are filled with the blood
of your brothers; your ears echo with the cries
of your sisters; your head overwhelmed
with numbers beyond counting of splinters of dreams
scattered profusely over broken pavements,
how then are you to look, to see, to find, to cherish?