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WHO IS WEEPING FOR THE CHILDREN?

WHO WILL WEEP FOR THE CHILDREN?
It seems everyone has a cause today,
But who’s going to plead for the children?
Lapel ribbons of every color are on display
But who’s wearing one for the children?
Don’t want that baby that’s on the way?
Who’s thinking about life for the children?
Just kill her before she gets here, that’s what they say,
Doesn’t anyone realize these are children?
Husbands and wives fight to get their own way,
But who’s shedding tears for the children?
The lawyers want their money, that’s all they say
But who pays the price for the children?
Too busy to go with them to church once a week?
So who’s going to pray for the children?
It’s more leisure time, more adult toys that they seek
But who’s  taking time for the children?
The churches are busy with grownups to save
Are they looking out for the children?
Bus kids are dirty, don’t know how to behave.
Nobody wants to sit with these children.
Parents conceive and deliver, then fail to protect
This most precious treasure, their children;
These same parents abuse and starve and neglect
And my heart weeps now for the children.
Sometimes I wonder if anyone cares.
Does nobody care for the children?
The stalkers and drug dealers are found everywhere
They’re watching right now for your children.
And God up in heaven  must weep in the rain;
He’s weeping today for your children;
He sees their little bodies, racked and broken with pain.
How can you not pray for these children?
Written by Joan Rowden Hart, 2001

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