Is it ok with you that each of these little babies lived today without being hugged, rocked or cherished?
Is it ok with you that this is the kitchen where their one daily meal is prepared?
Is it ok that this is where they are bathed, in cold water every morning?
Is it ok they they only ate only one time today?
Is it ok that the little girl in this photo, taking care of these children, is only 9 years old?
Is it ok that the cardboard box that their new generator came it will be used as a desperately needed piece of furniture, until it disintegrates and falls apart?
Is it ok that they are hungry?
Is it ok that this is their life?
Is it ok with you? It’s not ok with me! It’s not ok and so I am going to do something about it! It’s not ok and so I am going to tell you, so that you can do something too. I tell you because it’s my responsibility. I tell you because I owe it to them. I owe it for every one of their hurts that no one has kissed away. I owe it for the nights they spent lonely and afraid, instead of in the home where the belong. I owe it for every pain of hunger they have ever felt. I owe it for the tears and dreams of the parent who left them in the only place they knew of that could give them hope.
These kids deserve more than I as a single person will ever be able to give them. They deserve the world and yes, I know it’s more than I can give but I will never stop trying. I won’t stop until each of these babies are in the arms of someone who has been waiting, praying and dreaming for them. I will not stop until they are fed, every single day, more than once. I will not stop until I pass them from my arms to someone else’s. I will not stop.