LORI DAVIS

Where Did All The Children Go

Parents busy, not a care
Children playing, not a prayer

Fathers leaving, not a clue
Sons lost, feeling blue

Mothers working, thinks she's coping
dosn't know her child is choking

Gangs, perverts, sex and drugs
little ones needing hugs

Sitters raping, teachers trying
Unborn babies sick of dieing

Where did all the children go?
Don't ask their parents, they don't know