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      Home