Who Will Cry
Who will cry for little children
Ones that have no name
Who will cry for the forsaken
Abandoned with no shame
Some are born to a world so cruel
They're born without a chance
Little ones discarded as chaff
Never given a glance
Others die before they ever
Shall get to see this world
Taken with the force of hatred
Torn apart and hurled
Does it matter which is killed
When both lives are removed
The one that lived beyond the womb
Or the life not yet used
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