Save
The Children
(In memory of all the little
children who's cries went unheard)
Why
do children have to hurt,
And sometimes even die?
By the hands of their own parent,
Can someone tell me why?
How
can anyone put a gun,
To a small child's head?
What could a child have said or done,
That they would want them dead?
Some
say that there are problems
Between a husband and a wife.
Could that really be a reason
To take your own child's life?
A
child is a precious gift from God.
More precious than any gold.
So please, won't you listen,
There's a story to be told.
We
have to save the children,
Please hear their little cries.
We have to save the children,
Don't let another one die.
© By
Gloria Collins 2001
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