A Cry From Far

Hopeless cries maybe but from far away I'm lolling in the lap of luxury So why do I care if they eat but whey. Desperate parents sighing all the day Living a life of toil and drudgery Hopeless cries maybe but from far away. Poverty-stricken, none more poor than they While I fun and feast, they eat shrubbery, So why do I care if they eat but whey. Kneeling down unto the Lord they did pray Every breath unkind, a toilsome journey Hopeless cries maybe but from far away. It is the rule of our fate, none can sway There is no escape, no recovery So why do I care if they eat but whey. While they subsist on handouts, sleep on hay They but reap what they sow, in summery Hopeless cries maybe but from far away So why do I care if they eat but whey. Contest: Say It Again Sponsor: William Kekaula