We often do not see

What we are privilaged to have

Our want gives way to greed

Our desire makes us mad

The bubble in which we live

Obscures our view of the earth

That others are starving and homeless

What they've never had at birth

Children whose memories are not filled

With bikes, camping trips, and ice cream

Who spend their youth finding water

And dreaming for things we don't need to dream

It is lucky for them to eat

The food we have everyday

To sleep with four walls around them

To have chance to be children and play

Despit their star-crossed lives

They have the strength to look to the sky

To wish upon that shooting star

To have the stars align

Their strength is in their eyes and hearts

The hope to seize the day

Their voices are their weapons

The path they wil not stray.