Hunger In the Cradle

Written May '85 when I was 14 It's truly a shame in our day and time that a child goes hungry: it should be a crime. We say look ahead to a bright new dawn, but tell that to a mother when her child is gone. The baby died in her arms - she fell fast asleep. They're used to it now and don't even weep. The sickness, the death, it's not in a dream. It's so close to home, but it's not even seen. The cities, the slums, the famine, the drought - we've got to do something. It won't work itself out. There's food in the world, let's show that we care. The children are dying - it's so hard to bare. Many are dying and many more dead. No food, no clothes, cold ground for a bed. It's a serious thing, and oh it's so fatal. LISTEN TO ME WORLD! There's hunger in the cradle.