Child please don't weep
If you was mine I would rock you to sleep
Your miles away in a land of war ... Too young to even speak
News flash on the tv screen but they only talk of a few
Truth is my dear child the last thing on the governments mind is a eastern orphan with no family nor food
Your held in our prayers ... And thought of in few humble minds
The chances of you eating tonight, are rear in this world that has gone blind
Your tears my angel will make a ocean that heaven will soon wipe out
It's funny that in the western world for GAY rights they scream and shout
yet bile and blood is all that can come out of a taken over countries child's mouth
Iraq phalastine Afghanistan ... Suffer in silence
They don't ask for happiness nor kindness
Just for there free lives with no chains , disease or Americas hunger games ...
To fall asleep as a family not shaking to Warcraft planes
This is why I don't understand how anyone can be rich
When our brothers and sisters are lying in a ditch
I wish that I could hold there hand and say everything will be ok ... Inshallah inshallah ... 1 blessed day
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