The Hungry Child

The child cries Begging for a scrap to eat There's no meat Bodies on the ground, laying So many all around, dying But no one cares No one shares They just stare And say who cares It's not me Hungry for days You can see the skin and bones Sometimes weeks Trying so hard to seek But their too weak They can't speak They drown in sorrows Don't see another tomorrow It's just too painful To much hurt and pain They can't think They can't gain This is insane Life is not a game And it's not the same Life is hell It's worse than livin' in a jail cell Bodies smell Weakening to the point of no return Don't you ever wonder when it's your turn To burn