Children of the World

Children of the world Going through troubles untold Why do the nations rage... Why do they find it hard to gauge.. Day by day Year after year Hungry babies Empty platters Tired fathers Disappointed mothers Crying children Their hopes bedridden Dried up grounds Faces with frowns Is there no end to war... Would it not heal if love was more... Do your part I say For that is the only way Feed the little babies Calm their crying hearts Help the young mommies Guide their troubled hearts Make room for peace Only than will terror cease Lend a helping hand The weak we will fend Triumph we shall and not rust For it is in God we trust