Lou Ethel Wade Bush
The Famished Little Ones
No one really know the fear they feel;
Because their problem is so very real.
Each day they wake up to their own;
Seeing that neither of them have grown.
Each night they pray their souls to keep.
Realizing each day, they have a challenge to weep.
The famished little ones; They will always be.
Food, warmth and clothings are great necessities.
Their suffering has been, so very long!