Cry For the Children
The children, O God, the children,
this world unworthy of their grace,
their innocence, their trusting faith,
vulnerable babes of each race.
Why do men and women abuse
these who are freshly come from You,
making of them foul merchandise
to increase evil revenues,
in all the world, in each nation,
sacrificed for wicked purpose
on aberrant lust's cold altar,
acts in man's perverted circus.
Where is the cry for the children--
abused, starved, murdered, raped, enslaved?
My heart bleeds for the innocents,
to rescue them, make our hearts brave!
© Faye Lanham Gibson, May 5, 2015
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