Why does no one hear our cry for help,

all we want is live without fear

sleep in somber peace and feed our hungry children.

We have struggled to stay alive

only to be put at the hands of mad men

where mercy has no meaning, our children have no chance.

Where are the pure of heart

to come to our aid, protect our children

rescue them from this madness.

Our children are lost in this world of hate,

not understanding what is wrong, what did they do

to deserve a life such as this.

Our hope is lost,our children are hungry,

our babies cry,our bodies are weak,

our souls have died.

Where is the world to hear our cry,

they only sit and watch our babies die,

what ever happened to the meaning of life.

When will this genocide end

what are we to do until then

find us a new beginning let us live in peace

deliver our children from this living grief.

In the name of all that is good

we ask you to hear out plea come

to our rescue set us free.

Oh my child we hear your cry

we see your hunger, what has happened to your precious life.

There is a broad horizon but many only see where the sun sets and rises not looking to the left or right missing the whole picture. In life there is a whole world out there, much more than what lies within the borders of where we are. People are life,culture,religion,we are creatures created by a higher Being regardless of His name.