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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 © | Year Posted 2011




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