The street:

In the silvered starry heaven above us there are millions of broken hopes and dreams.

None knows why this happens, how in the streets all the kids are insane, how they become soldiers of a lost battle, how they behave like mutants in a contaminated city. In the streets, where most of children are sleeping, those who didn’t sleep are famished by someone who cares for them; their family quit on them because there is every justification for ignorance and apathy, they now patrol unconscious, zombielike, all the cities for any left over. And if by chance they find you there, your eyes will see theirs as irritated and perverted being of the street, where there is no progress as long as you are there for nothing.

This can change.

Foundation that feed the child exist, we need more.
People who work for the hungry children in the streets are for real, be also one of them.
Your mind is your body, become an active member of any volunteer organization and become a leader.