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Children
When voices of children are heard,
Leaping, laughing,
playing hide and seek
Know that their souls are at rest.
How love and innocence
Are meshed in playfull mirth!
Glowing alight is the sun
The little ones celebrate her birth.
The hills, valleys, echo in triumph!
We are here, we are human.
But when clouds are pregnant
With lead and thunder,
Innocent souls find no solace.
They wonder in the web of uncertainty
When to play again
After their spirit is drained in the anger of the wind
Like the purr of migrating sparrows.
Indeed, children arethe kingdom ones. They symbolize, in a realistic sense the humaneness of mankind. That's why: "Glowing alight is the sun The little ones celebrate her birth ..." Thought provoking piece, Milton! Ugonna