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Weep Child
Weep child Weep for green you'll cease to see Weep for white turning blue Weep for blue turning black Weep, now the sky is red Thank you, Asha Though joey cannot find her mother Mim cannot go back now It's too hot in there It's not home anymore We may loose new titi He has nowhere to go It's hot And I don't know him yet Turtles for the sea We feed them a lot Now they cannot swim Hold the sun Don't let it sink Weep child For your own baby's place Growing are mountains of despair Angry rivers flowing despite Oceans having had enough Too much to hold in Now they are splashing hard Lashing out at...
World Children’s Day 2022: listen to the voices of young people advocating for inclusion and fighting discrimination
The Beauty of Sharing
At the start of the Pandemic I had a lot of spare time, so I created personal goals to challenge myself. I wanted to be an intellectual person, an agent of change, and a social person that changes my surroundings for the better. To get started on my third goal, I wanted to try to raise money for people that were affected by the Pandemic. So on my 11th birthday, I doodled two art pieces to crowdfund my project. The media helped in raising awareness about the project. After all the donations, I was able to secure 100 packages that were filled with food that I donated to the people impacted by...
Autonomy and Resistance
My story, my testimony
Inclusion is integration
LGBTQ+ rights advocate Ruairí Holohan reimagines a world with no discrimination
I’d like to say “Thank You” #IFeltIncluded
Inclusion (noun): “the action or state of including or of being included within a group or structure.” Is the world a safe place for everyone to be the truest version of themselves? I would say that it isn’t – and that we have a long way to go. However, just as important as planning ahead is trying to realize how far we’ve come. In order to find the strength to keep on moving, we need to acknowledge and appreciate all the effort we already put into our work, and how it influenced the outcome. The #IFeltIncluded is a way to portray exactly that for me. Sometimes, it’s tough to get out of your...
Brightening the tunnel for those in the dark
Education is a right for every child
As a child and a youth activist who grew up in a developing country, a country where not every child has access to quality education, I have developed a passion to raise awareness and help promote quality education to all children in my society and worldwide . My name is Omary Mwesongo and I grew up in Tanzania. I have obtained the most quality education my parents could offer me. But I haven't been happy with the education that I got and which I am still getting because millions of children in Tanzania and beyond have no access to quality education due to different social-economical and...
These are the issues young people cared about in 2022
Home isn’t Home Anymore
The thing that many people feel now is that home is no longer homey. When the home does not feel like a home, the party that feels disadvantaged will end up feeling lonely. I had a conversation with my friends about it, and they turned out to feel the same. They are not really close with their parents either. The complexity within them makes it difficult to be open to the people around them. Some say, "I can't tell others because they will only compare the problems they face with mine and consider me weak." This caused fear and made them feel worse. However, from the parents' side, they might...
Our dear friend
This is a poem I wrote for a school assignment and one of my teachers suggested sharing it! So here it is. Intoxicated. Transparent and translucent shapes pollute the sandy plains like, splotches of paint on pure canvas. Wings, once flying, now dying. Trapped in plastic’s chokehold, they cannot escape. We, the children, horrified- The waves who once watched me grow, the seas that used to caress me tightly, now flooded in scarlet fury. Azure sea howls and roars, vicious, vexed, violent. Deep blue devours chunks of grainy sand like ruthless predators attacking prey. She’s a cold-blooded thief...
A Kind Word
Kindness, a virtue so rare, A trait that should be beyond compare, It's the little things that make a big difference, A smile, a touch, a word of persistence. It's the way you treat others with respect, It's the way you make them feel, It's the way you lend a helping hand, It's the way you give without demands. It's the way you listen with an open heart, It's the way you show that you care, It's the way you spread joy and love, It's the way you rise above. So let's all strive to be kind, In every thought, word, and deed, For when we are kind to one another, We plant the seeds of love and joy...
PEOPLE
Being writers we tend to contemplate everything we come across. One such thing is the people we come across every day. They are a rather spongy thing. People can be beautiful, ugly, or carry a whole array of features, but one thing is common to all – they are selfish. I have stopped trusting them and I am afraid that all of my hard work at changing this world might disappear into thin air once I disagree with them. Personally, I have always admired still, lifeless and immobile objects (exception: animals and plants), because they don't scare me at all. They can be observed, they can be talked...