HELP SAVE OUR INFANTS

LET KIDS BE KIDS
HELP SAVE OUR INFANTS
Babies being dumped in dustbins,
we do NOTHING about it!
Newborns!Prematured!
And we do NOTHING!

There's a tale I'd like to tell- well I'm not sure if it's still considered a tale if half some of it is TRUE.

ASSUMPTION
There once was a girl who found out she was pregnant
See she got nervous- she was afraid of how her father would react
So she went on for 8months without having told anyone about it.
Her family? Somehow she managed to hide it from them
One night she started experiencing so much pain
I guess this is what we'd call labour
But see, she had no idea of what was happening to her
So she put her shoes on and headed outside,
out the yard, past the shops and into the fields...
She lay there, afraid and all alone...
She felt it was time, she had to get it out of her...
She pushed and pushed, until IT WAS.
This small little infant layed before her,
So beautiful, so innocent
Its cry draped the fields...graced the world for the very first time
She was nervous, she panicked, there was no maternal love to start off with.
To her it was just some obstacle that could ruin her life
SHE WAS NERVOUSE, SHE PANICKED, THERE WAS NO MATERNAL LOVE TO START OFF WITH!
So what does she do?
She takes off the baggy top she's wearing underneath that baggy jersey,
Puts it around its neck...and STRANGLES IT TO DEATH...
Covers the face with the cloth...she sees a plastic bag...
Puts the baby inside the bag, ties it up and THROWS IT AWAY SOMEWHERE IN THE FIELD where no one should find it.
She heads back home without so much as looking back!
Why should she, she's fixed the PROBLEM, she didn't want a baby to begin with.

FACT

Time passes by, an old lady passes by two dogs fighting over a torn plastic bag, it REAKES, something falls out- LOOKS LIKE A LIMB.
The old lady chases the dogs away from the stinking bag; she asks her grandson who's with her to open the bag to see the cause of this smell...
YOU WOULDN'T BE ABLE TO MAKE IT OUT...UNTIL YOU SEE THEE THREE REMAINING LIMBS...THE VERY FEW REMAINING TINY FINGERS.
He takes the cloth off to discover a small head- ALMOST UNRECOGNISEABLE...
Soon the enter neighborhood is there to see.
And what do they do? They take a crate and bound this infant within it, a rock an top should keep the dogs from getting to it, at least until the cops come.
With this infant on the side of the street, bound within this crate, WITH A SMELL SO STRONG! SO LOUD! I remember standing there in tears, shock, ANGER to witness people going back to their daily rites.
To them, just like the mother of this baby, it meant NOTHING, they'd already forgotten about this baby...THIS TINY INNOCENT LITTLE INFANT WHOES FUTURE WAS TAKEN AWAY...BECAUSE OF WHAT THIS WORLD IS... BECAUSE OF GREED!!!
They suffer and what do we do about it?
NOTHING!
They CONTINUE to suffer and what do we do about it?
NOTHING!
It's time we stopped doing NOTHING about it!
It's time we stopped FORGETING about it!
It's tome we stopped IGNORING it!
It's time we did SOMETHING...ANYTHING!!!

IT'S TIME WE SAVED SOME LIVES!!!


This blog is dedicated to the little infant whose spirit, might roam the field of Palm ridge.
May you rest in peace. And to the mother, whoever that may be, I hope that one day you find love, peace, forgiveness and GOD in your heart.

To all my fellow Youth ambassadors, this is a lesson learnt- let’s make a difference

Love- Bot.

LET''S CREATE YOUTH AMBASSADORS! LETS CLEAN THIS WORLD OF ITS IMPURITIES!