Little Prince

Little Prince

i’ve always wanted a little prince who’d run around the house in glee
i’ve always wanted a boyish laugh that’d remind me how it is to have someone tough and strong defend you, willing to break their bone.

but i wonder what about the boys in a war-torn country
where they were forced to take arms and fight for freedom and equality
where they were forced to learn to pull the trigger instead of holding on to their mother’s loving arms?

then i wonder, how about the boys in the slums and streets
these boys lost in the loneliness and sadness of life’s harshest challenges
these boys lost in the shadows of what could have been’s and what if’s?

how about these boys with raw emotions and feelings and thoughts
how about these boys with dreams of becoming fine gentlemen someday
these boys with hopes of a better life, what about them?

then i pray for the little prince i could have had but went on to be somewhere else
lost in the battered pinnacle of their horrific dreams
endangered, nothing to hope for, nothing to dream.

i pray there won’t be any boys left in great danger.

for Sadje’s WDYS

29 Comments

  1. 😒 Mich 😒

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    1. michnavs says:

      Aw, πŸ˜”

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    2. kenhume31 says:

      Beautiful poem Michelle, full of hope; noble aspirations and heartbreak at the same time! β€οΈπŸ™πŸ‘πŸ‘Œ

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      1. michnavs says:

        Thank you so much..πŸ™πŸ˜”

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      2. kenhume31 says:

        You’re welcome indeed πŸ˜ŠπŸ‘

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  2. Sadje says:

    A very moving poem Mich. life is tough for little ones. I hope they stay smiling and grow up with love. Thanks for joining in

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    1. michnavs says:

      Thank you so much too Sadje..❀

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      1. Sadje says:

        You’re welcome my dear friend

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    1. michnavs says:

      Thank you sadje..

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  3. ivor20 says:

    Too many of our boys are trapped in the world’s sad predicaments … your words are poignantly emotive .. a stunning poem Mich

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    1. michnavs says:

      Thank you so much Ivor..

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      1. ivor20 says:

        You’re welcome Mich ..

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  4. mrswrangler says:

    Beautiful. I want a little boy myself. But I would settle for a baby to make me a mom no matter the sex.

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    1. michnavs says:

      Aw, hugs to you..β€πŸ™ i pray you will in time..

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  5. murisopsis says:

    As a mother of sons I worry that war could take them away. As a mother I empathize with the mothers of sons lost, sons missing, sons dead and sons maimed by war, violence, addiction and incarceration. Your poem is a sharp reminder of how fortunate I am and how in a blink of an eye everything could change!

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    1. michnavs says:

      I am with you Val..that’s exactly what was in my heart whfen i saw Sadje’s photo..”what about these boys?”. From where i am i am devastated seeing news of young boys (even girls) being recruited by some armed rebel groups everynow and then.. its heartbreaking.

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  6. I pray and wonder too Mich!
    πŸ’•

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    1. michnavs says:

      Thank you Cindy πŸ’•πŸ™

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      1. Always Mich! πŸ’–πŸ’–

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  7. A very touching poem, Mich

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    1. michnavs says:

      Thank you so much Maria..

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  8. A stark reminder of how things could have been when my kids were enjoying their peaceful upbringing. A thought-provoking piece indeed.

    Here’s mine!

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    1. michnavs says:

      Thank you so much Keith..heading over to read yours..

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    1. michnavs says:

      πŸ’”πŸ’”πŸ’”

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