Suffer the Little Children
Cry for all the children
With no one to take their hand
No walks along the beach
With their toes dug in the sand
Cry for all the children
Who have no beds to sleep
They rest beneath the stars
And nightly gently weep
Cry for all the children
With no food to fill their bowls
Empty cups fill their hearts
Only hunger feeds their souls
Cry for all the children
With no schools to sate their mind
Starved for education
But rejection's all they find
Cry for all the children
Who are touched against their will
Their wounds remain well hidden
But their scars remain there still
Cry for all the children
Who have nothing good to say
Their hopes and dreams are shattered
We see more of them each day
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