Some World

It was my birthday yesterday,
Another year had passed,
Only this one was much better,
Than the other years last.

All my dreams have not come true,
But I guess I cant have it all,
At least I have people there,
To catch me when I fall.

Others aren't so lucky,
In fact their life can be hell,
Even their mother or father,
Has put them on the streets for their souls to sell.

They don't think of damage there causing,
All they worry about is the money,
Letting men destroy their daughters,
Touching them and calling them honey.

The children are not even adults,
Some are as young as just eight,
Walking the streets and standing on corners,
Waiting for the guy's at some gates.

Some of them beaten so badly,
Others they end up with child,
Barely past the age of twelve,
These kids live a life that's so vile.

I know that I cannot change it,
Or make the world a better place,
But I wont be greedy when I blow out the candles,
And make my wish for it to be graced.

I guess I could've wished for a miracle,
That the world would be a heavenly place,
But you see that's just not that easy,
There's to much evil in the human race.

So next time when you don't get what you want,
Or you cry cause you think life's unfair,
I'm sure you would soon change your attitude,
If you lived their live with no one to care.

Life may not give us reasons,
As to why some are rich and others are poor,
But I guess we can all search for answers,
For some sort of humanly cure.