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We shud be ashamed This world in which i spend my days It does not seem to be Somewhere that i want to live Judged from what ive seen There are little children out there With sadness in thier eyes The tears stream down thier faces It makes me want to cry They try to wear thier game face But memories dont fade Dreams are stolen from these kids As fast as they are made Round bellies are distended Thier limbs are thin as rails The water that they seldom drink Comes from a filthy pail Thier food is often scavenged With hearts full of shame No child should go hungry We have ourselves to blame.
Posted on: Fri, 22 Nov 2013 05:17:49 +0000

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