A child lost in a
chaos
that we've brought upon ourselves
how many of them must
suffer
while we fill our shelves
some pray
for growth
some pray
for health
some pray
for knowledge
some pray
for wealth
and yet and still
there's some
that don't even pray
well I pray that our
children
will see a better day
we want so much
material
and they are the cost
when will we see that
too many
of them are lost
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