Missing Children

another twist to those children lost and another reason why...perhaps... Missing! The World is so big, So easy to get lost in, when You don’t listen The neighbor tried hard to warn My folks, I was headed down The wrong path, using drugs and forlorn. My mother told her in soft spoken voice, to mind Her own business, I was a good kid, not the Big, bad drugging kind. My mother did not believe in the new rule, It take a village to raise a child and To keep us children in school. The neighbor saw them lead me away, She turned her head, with nothing to say. She was remembering mothers warning, and She ignored my silent plea; She turned her head away from me. No need to cry now mama, dad, dry your eyes You were forewarned one day but you believed my lies, I'll bet now the neighbor doesn't even look your way Yes I am missing, what a sad thing to hear you say. Too many children missing For one reason or another We hear the cries, pleas of families, far and near Each and every year.. It does take a village, reach out your hand Make it your buisness, take a stand Save a child from the fright of the streets It takes a village...Say it, again and again Someday, this horror we will defeat.