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OFFSPRINGS OF THE EARTH
A poem voicing out for the voiceless children, both rich and the poor kids. Kids treated as though they ain't human (maltreated) physically or emotionally. It's a serious matter that the future generations are been shut from fulfilling their destinies.
Who will hear the inner screams of these OFFSPRINGS?
Who will be a voice for them??

This is called faith like potatoes...
You've got to have that fierce faith that can pull down mountains.