13/06/2025
**"The Cry of the Forgotten Children"**
My heart aches today, for there is a pain that echoes across oceans, a suffering that goes unheard beneath the roar of our busy lives. It is the cry of the children—the innocent, the forgotten, the ones whose laughter has been stolen by hunger, war, and despair.
In Africa, right now, a child is crying. Not for a toy, not for attention, but for a single meal. A sip of clean water. A safe place to sleep. Somewhere, a mother holds her starving baby, praying for a miracle that may never come. Somewhere, a little boy walks miles under the scorching sun, not to school, but to fetch water that might still make him sick. Somewhere, a girl—bright, full of dreams—is forced into a life she never chose, because poverty left her no choice.
How can we ignore them? How can we turn away when their eyes, wide with suffering, beg for help? These are not just "Africa's children"—they are *our* children. They belong to the human family. And if we claim to love, to care, to have compassion, then their pain must become our pain.
We live in a world of plenty, yet millions go to bed hungry. We have medicines, yet children die of preventable diseases. We have power, yet we allow injustice to continue. This is not just a tragedy—it is a *moral failure*.
But it doesn’t have to be this way. We *can* be the generation that says *enough*. Enough to hunger. Enough to preventable deaths. Enough to turning a blind eye. Every child deserves safety, food, and a future. Every. Single. One.
So I ask you—no, I *beg* you—don’t just hear their cries. *Answer them.* Give, advocate, pray, speak up. Do *something*, because even the smallest act of love can spark hope.
These children are not statistics. They are souls. They are dreams waiting to bloom. And if we stand together, we can turn their tears into triumph.
The question is… will we?
*Will we?*
(Let this speech move hearts to action. Share it, speak it, and most importantly—*act* on it.