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children of the streets

If I could put into words what I think and feel
It would be a never ending story, and I would not heal.
So I will write just what’s on my mind today.
For that won’t take too much away.

I’m thinking of all the children of the world
Who don’t have a roof above their head
Not even a soft tender bed.

Their beds are just papers thrown on the ground
They cry to themselves without making a sound.
The pain in their hearts no one can feel
They survive in the streets and learn how to steal.

Abandoned by the ones who brought them into this world
Is this the life for any boy or girl.
No food for them to eat, a candy bar is a treat.
No clean water for which to bathe
Now that is a crying shame.

These abandoned children , create abandoned children
for they know no other way.
And for their safety to the LORD I do pray.

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