The Child From Peru

The child from Perú is feeble and shy He hangs back behind with a tear in his eye His father is busy his mum doesn't care He trudges along with grease in his hair The child from Peru just wants to be loved To be nurtured and cared for and free like a dove His... Continue Reading →

The Little Boy From Syria

The little boy from Syria was easy to please Death blood and bodies he was used to seeing, His country is war torn, unstable and poor His life is just misery from the Western War They say they are helping, they are fighting for peace, But who’s peace are they making as they shoot missiles... Continue Reading →

La Mina De Argentina

La mina de Argentina es linda y generosa, Es libre y alegre como si fuese mariposa. Sus sueños son grandes pero siempre reales, Sus esfuerzos y motivación los hacen logrables. La mina de Argentina siempre ha trabajado duro, Para superar a sus problemas y sentimientos impuros. Su gentileza atrajo a hijos de puta, Que abusaron... Continue Reading →

The Girl From Moscow

The girl from Moscow was a troubled child, Through crack and heroin her childhood was wild. She lived in squats hustling for dough, Her childhood was painful, cold and slow. The girl from Moscow broke free from this life, She fought off her demons, her troubles, her vice. She fled from the city from the... Continue Reading →

The Ballad of John Doe

Twas on a fateful winter morn Young John began his day No longer could he stay asleep In the corner where he lay Two years had passed since he arrived In the city where dreams are made Little did he know back then His path would soon be laid A happy chap with lots of... Continue Reading →

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