Every Seven Minutes

EVERY SEVEN MINUTES Every seven minutes another child dies Every seven minutes a mother cries Rubble comes crashing down from the skies They will never be able to say their goodbyes Running into the street Glass cutting into her little four year old feet Blood begins to cover the innocent girl's face A new orphan who still can't differentiate between race She looks around Her home and town now blown to the ground She tries to scream for help She only manages one weak yelp Another missile is fired More events have transpired She tries to run Bleeding and tired She hears a sound of a gun Seven minutes have gone by Seven minutes for another innocent child to die In seven minutes another mother will inevitably be forced to cry...