Hunger
There was a child that his mother couldn't feed
In his innocent eyes, there were tears of greed
There was a hunger in his tiny small face
Waiting for a sympathy that kindness could replace
The mother couldn't feed him because she got other ten kids
The mother can't do anything just ask God for a moment of bliss
The kids are hungry, they are dying one by one
Momy can't do anything but say her goodbyes , looking up at the sun
For us, Childhood is the greatest moments of life that we want to repeat
For them, They are just looking for a bread under their feet
For us, Everyday We are too busy thinking about what to wear
For them, everyday They are too busy wishing that what is happening just a night mare
Hunger is there, Hunger is real, Hunger is eating the people alive
Children are the victoms, but who would care?everybody wants to servive
Copyright © Kaila B.A | Year Posted 2011
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