Where are the children?
Smiling faces,deep blue eyes.
Just yesterday in my arms.
I turned away for just a moment.
And she was gone.
I am not alone,they say.
More are gone,every day.
Where are the children?
Posters on every pole.
Pictures in every window.
Walking miles and searching.
Where are the children?
Sitting by this window,staring at nothing.
Watching,and waiting.
Tears drop so quietly,and gather on my cheeks.
Out side this window,is an empty street.
Where are the children?
A thousand,gone each week.
No word,no sign.
How do we stop this horrible crime?
Little trusting lives.
Are these children in pain?
Calling for Mom,and Dad?
She was my life,all I had.
Many years have come,and gone since that day.
Each night on my knees I pray.
Please God,answer just this one plea.
Won't you please tell me?
Where are all the children?
In the corner,where she sits.
She never speaks,afraid of being hit.
Trying hard to be quiet.
Shaking with sobs.
A tiny girl,so frail and weak.
And so afraid to speak.
What,has she done to be beat?
Nothing.
Children are to be loved,she thought.
Not treated this way.
Words of hate and anger.
Whirl about her head.
What has she done?
Nothing.
Mommie,she cries.
Why,don't you love me?
And what will she hear?
Nothing.
When Daddy comes home,they will start again.
She will try to hide,there in her corner.
It's supper time.
And what will she have?
Nothing.
Children,are our blessing from God.
What is being done,to save these precious gifts?
Nothing.
She will grow up,alone and beaten.
Not only on her body,but in her heart.
The world stands by watching.
And what do they do?
Nothing.
To say goodby.
Not one of them asked why.
Another child gone to God.
A life cut short.
No one askd why.
This baby,never had a chance to live.
To taste all,that life had to give.
And no one asked why.
How many more will there be?
White caskets,with broken body's in side?
Tiny hands curled in final peace.
For them its their release.
From hate,and anger,and pain.
And,you know,it will happen again,and again.
Lifes cut short,before they begin.
No one asked why.
Children left alone,unfed.
In the cold.
I am asking why.
Why,do our children die?
We must be more watchful.
Stop turning heads.
We must save our children from this dread.
And,I for one,am asking.
Why.
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