How many sleeps do we have to sleep
laying there for that promise to keep
that no child will be born in poverty?
How many nights do others lay awake
dreaming of play and pieces of cake
while we sleep on soundly?
How many days do we see the dawn
Yet others don’t soon after they’re born
while we can get up uncaring?
I am troubled with thoughts like these
yet others live their lives with ease
laughing and scoffing and playing away
Would you please tell me, someone soon
as to this child in my arms I croon
why is your life of more value than theirs
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