Children of the Night
Children of the night
Lost in the daylight, alive in the night
Who are the children of the night?
They roam our cities, like packs of wolves
Hungry for love, never getting full
Misused, abused, hated, and scorned
Always sad, hopeless, and forlorn
Where do they come from, who was their spawn?
Will they ever feel that they belong?
Unto the night, a culture they create
One of sorrow, shame, and hate
What is their future, what is their past?
How long can we allow this inhumanity to last?
Rev. Andy 2005
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