The Little Ones...
Look at the Little ones with tears in their eye
Staring at their Mama and asking her why
There's no food on the table no heat in their home
They were told it would get better
But now it's all gone
Look at the Little ones they can't read or write
They grow up in the streets and learn how to fight
Some go for a bottle, a pipe or a gun
Then look at us and say see what you have done
If we only did it different and taken our time
If only we could see but no we are blind
If only we could go back to another place and time
If only there were a solution that we could find
Look at the Little ones with no shoes on their feet
Standing on the corner begging in the street
Yes look at the Little ones they are our own
See what we taught them see how they have grown!!!
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Freedompath
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Apr 24, 2018
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Thank you for taking the time to read it!
Too late at night for me. I'll be back to apply greater thought.
FrayedBear
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Apr 24, 2018
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It was read...That's all that matters...Thanks for the time!
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