Ahmed.

Goldfinch60



He stands in front of the class,

So many youngsters in front of him.

“I teach the pupils what I know already”.

He cannot see them

As he has been blind since birth,

He stands amongst the rubble of the school

Destroyed through war,

But still the children return.

“We want a new school,

We want chairs, doors and windows”.

They work in this rubble

Learning what they can,

Learning from this blind boy.

“We want the floor rebuilt,

A door to keep out the wind and the sun,

And windows so the rain does not come in”.

A shot is heard,

He jumps!

“When I hear that noise, I think I am going to die”.

But still they go to school every day,

So many of them.

“We arrive in danger, we leave in danger”,

The sad words fill my heart.

“We come to school to see our friends,

We come to learn so that we can become a doctor”

Such sincere words from the child.

“For us it is always dangerous,

We want the war to end,

You cannot relax ion wartime.”

Such profound words

Spoken by a child,

One of the children being taught,

Being taught by Ahmed,

A nine year old blind boy

Who shows me and the world

That war can be beaten,

Beaten by children.

  • Author: Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 3rd, 2021 02:19
  • Comment from author about the poem: I saw this on the news a couple of days ago and had to write something about it - such a wonderful child.
  • Category: Sociopolitical
  • Views: 44
  • User favorite of this poem: L. B. Mek.
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Comments7

  • orchidee

    A poignant write Gold.

  • AwHec8

    Forgive me I can't finish this as I am crying too much.

  • AwHec8

    Dude surely you have a way for any of us to make a difference, PLEASE. I ask because I don't want to make a comment I want to make an action. Period. But an Action that makes a "Good" Difference! Don
    Oh yeah Great Write as it made me cry too much. But Hey that's Life.

  • AwHec8

    Again Forgive me Please as Great Write Goldfinch60 as I was out the door ready to bring some help to these children, these People. Ready to get on a plane to help out personally. Don

  • AwHec8

    I can't put a "like" type action on this, OR a my Favorite type action BUT bless this Holy Write it brought my attention to words of wisdom, words that said to me something I want to be part of to HELP OUT! Don

  • L. B. Mek

    profound and deeply empathetic, I especially admire your choice to become a tannoy for their 'voice', by assimilating so many direct quotes and a link video to your raw source of inspiration..
    brilliantly executed! demonstrating your humble intent, to simply create awareness, as best as you can - what more 'virtuous a purpose' for poetry or literature: can ever exist

  • AwHec8

    I am well aware of the plight of People, especially children, around the world, Of the evil that goes on in this world because of War.
    BUT
    And I do mean But this Poem hit something raw in my mind that freaked me out. Every time I tried to read this Poem I couldn't make it through, as it put me right there with these children. So vivid in my mind that all I could do was cry. Tears of sorrow, Tears of Joy for the Heart of this child, the Heart of all these children. Period.
    For those who know what I am talking about well then you know why I posted what I did. For those who have never been blown off your feet. knocked off your well being in such a way by mere words, I hope you never are hit like this Poem hit with words of expression so well written it blew my mind. I meant what I said Goldfinch60 Great Write. Don

    • Goldfinch60

      Thank you Don, when I saw this on the television it reall moved me, and the strength of the children is so wonderful.

      Andy



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