They're too young
Why must we act this way,
why must we treat them so;
Why should they suffer and pay,
When they're too young to know?
They've grown up, in a world, one of hate and sin,
their parents always fight, the violence, it has no end,
their mother sits their, while their father,
hits her once again,
what type of message, are we really, trying to send?
Why must we act this way,
why must we treat them so;
Why should they suffer and pay,
When they're too young to know?
Their parents stay, in their home,
and do drugs all night,
they try to understand, what's going on,
with all their might,
but they're confused,
those little kids, they tremble with fright,
no wonder those kids,
can't ever tell, wrong from right!
Why must we act this way,
why must we treat them so;
Why should they suffer and pay,
When they're too young to know?
Their mother is sold, in their house,
they're still there,
their fathers the one,
who pimps her off, to high to care,
how could this be, when we all know,
that it isn't fair,
it's so amazing,
what our kids, are forced to bear!
Why must we act this way,
why must we treat them so;
Why should they suffer and pay,
When they're too young to know?
Can we help them,
Lord, can we save them?
Email the AuthorDaniel Carriger
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