“Consequence”
Smile, Smile, Smile my little child, Smile.
I know you can
Oh, little child of the street.
Pope Francis says,
“You are a consequence,
A consequence of war.”
Your tattered clothes,
Your blackened face,
You’re all alone,
You have no home.
Smile, Smile, Smile my little child, Smile.
I see your tears,
I feel your pain,
You bear the cross
Of mankind’s wrath.
You...
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