Lonely children

The Children out there in cold looking for pennies of the gold can spare few coins they say has people pass them by wandering the streets at day to night no where to go in the light while they only have few things to keep them warm from rain still people dont see there pain in there pain in their eyes tears fall from there face they walk past people who think they are out of place children have no race or colour they need love hope and food the lonely children out there walking among themselves some last some die still at night they cry for help have a heart have soul when you walk past the children give little there only ask for bit of money sometimes i see rich get richer and poor getting poorer sometimes children have no choice they hide they run maybe there home wasnt a home the father wanted son got daughter who they got thrown out just being there when your family suppose to care they wasnt fair to the children of night so when your walking with hands in pocket all nice and warm think of lonely children of the night some one outthere can see there little faces full of sorrow wishing for better tomorrow doesnt cost be nice does cost for them so please think twice of children of night we was once children we was once like them i see world getting fat on greed when they could easily feed children of the night