Just An Other Child

I cry for the child Not the man with the gun I cry for the child Who must never own one. I cry for the child who may never feel love I cry for the child A child without love. I cry for the child So young and so pure I cry for the child Who's dying with no cure. I cry for the child For the hatred he sees I cry for the child Who will never see trees I cry for the child Not for the first time I cry for the child Who must witness this crime. I cry for the child whose life comes to an end I cry for the child A child, who was my good friend.