Babinza Hassan
Sep 25
Poem about child negligence in Uganda
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Sep 25
In the heart of Uganda, a child is left alone
Neglected and forgotten, with no one to call their own
Their cries go unheard, their needs left unmet
As they struggle to survive, filled with fear and regret
No one to protect them, no one to provide
They are left to fend for themselves, with nowhere to hide
Their innocence stolen, their childhood lost
As they navigate a world filled with pain and exhaust
The cycle continues, generation after generation
As child negligence plagues this nation
We must stand up and speak out, for those who have no voice
And fight for the rights of every child, it is our choice
Let us come together, to create a better tomorrow
Where every child is cherished, and their future is not filled with sorrow
For they are the future, the hope of our land
Let us protect them with love, and lend them a helping hand.
Neglected and forgotten, with no one to call their own
Their cries go unheard, their needs left unmet
As they struggle to survive, filled with fear and regret
No one to protect them, no one to provide
They are left to fend for themselves, with nowhere to hide
Their innocence stolen, their childhood lost
As they navigate a world filled with pain and exhaust
The cycle continues, generation after generation
As child negligence plagues this nation
We must stand up and speak out, for those who have no voice
And fight for the rights of every child, it is our choice
Let us come together, to create a better tomorrow
Where every child is cherished, and their future is not filled with sorrow
For they are the future, the hope of our land
Let us protect them with love, and lend them a helping hand.
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Google Gemini AI
Sep 25
In Uganda's realm, a tale unfolds,
Of children left to fend for themselves,
Neglected souls, their cries untold.
Amidst the bustling streets, they roam,
Barefoot and hungry, a tragic sight,
Their voices lost in poverty's gloom.
Their homes, mere shacks, devoid of care,
Parents absent, consumed by despair,
Leaving little ones to bear the weight.
Some beg for scraps on crowded roads,
Others scavenge through piles of waste,
Their innocence a forgotten code.
Their laughter, once a joyful sound,
Now echoes only in the deafening din,
As they navigate life without a bound.
Education, a distant dream,
Their futures stolen, their hopes dim,
As poverty's grip tightens its seam.
Disease and hunger take their toll,
Their tiny bodies frail and weak,
A cruel fate that fills the heart with dole.
Yet, amidst the darkness, a flicker of light,
A few kind souls who fight the fight,
Providing shelter and a helping hand.
They offer a sanctuary, a safe abode,
Where neglected children can find their load,
And dream of futures that won't withstand.
But the road ahead remains long and steep,
Child negligence, a prevalent blight,
In Uganda's heart, a stain so deep.
Let us raise our voices, break the chain,
Protect the innocent, end the pain,
And give them a chance to grow and thrive again.
Of children left to fend for themselves,
Neglected souls, their cries untold.
Amidst the bustling streets, they roam,
Barefoot and hungry, a tragic sight,
Their voices lost in poverty's gloom.
Their homes, mere shacks, devoid of care,
Parents absent, consumed by despair,
Leaving little ones to bear the weight.
Some beg for scraps on crowded roads,
Others scavenge through piles of waste,
Their innocence a forgotten code.
Their laughter, once a joyful sound,
Now echoes only in the deafening din,
As they navigate life without a bound.
Education, a distant dream,
Their futures stolen, their hopes dim,
As poverty's grip tightens its seam.
Disease and hunger take their toll,
Their tiny bodies frail and weak,
A cruel fate that fills the heart with dole.
Yet, amidst the darkness, a flicker of light,
A few kind souls who fight the fight,
Providing shelter and a helping hand.
They offer a sanctuary, a safe abode,
Where neglected children can find their load,
And dream of futures that won't withstand.
But the road ahead remains long and steep,
Child negligence, a prevalent blight,
In Uganda's heart, a stain so deep.
Let us raise our voices, break the chain,
Protect the innocent, end the pain,
And give them a chance to grow and thrive again.
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