A Cry For Help
This was the hit heard all over the world
It could have went another way but chose to come ours
It’s fury was very mighty and we were at it’s mercy
Watching the news day in and day out on everything going on
All the people with no homes, jobs, clothes or food
Nothing to wash down the taste of fear in their mouths
All of them thinking what will happen to us now
Where will we go for shelter
People still searching for loved ones
Wishing and praying there is, still hope out there in America
Yet it seems we are getting no help
This is not how it should be
This is not the America we fight for freedom for
They say we are doing what we can but I still don’t see much getting done
Who will finally open their arms
Open their arms to help the ones who need it so badly
How can you just turn your head and not feel the pain
For us who this did not happen to we should feel very lucky to have what we do
Now if most could just understand what it’s like to have nothing
To have everything you worked for gone with a blink of an eye
How can we rush to foreign aid but can not help our fellow Americans
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