Fix It

Don’t sexualise my children please don’t interfere

Fix it

Don’t turn my children into mental garbage bins

Fix it

Don’t let my children starve to death all over the world

Fix it

Don’t fill the oceans with chemicals and plastic

Fix it 

Your time is running out and my patience is thinning

You better fix it

 I’m tired of the  prayers that don’t come from the heart,

Fix it

I’m worn out listening to global requests for help,

Fix it

If you live in awe and wonder in your little castle

While my children die with no food inside,

I’ll fix it.