Children of the World
Children of the world
Going through troubles untold
Why do the nations rage...
Why do they find it hard to gauge..
Day by day
Year after year
Hungry babies
Empty platters
Tired fathers
Disappointed mothers
Crying children
Their hopes bedridden
Dried up grounds
Faces with frowns
Is there no end to war...
Would it not heal if love was more...
Do your part I say
For that is the only way
Feed the little babies
Calm their crying hearts
Help the young mommies
Guide their troubled hearts
Make room for peace
Only than will terror cease
Lend a helping hand
The weak we will fend
Triumph we shall and not rust
For it is in God we trust
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