Tears Of The Innocent

So many sad faces and stories
Of little children in huge ammounts of pain
Make me look to heaven for an answer
About whether their suffering is in vain

Why Lord, what have they done
This sin is not their own
Yet it is their tears that fall
As they feel all alone

It is the tears of the innocent
Of the hungry, forgotten children
That are so rarely heard by so many of us
Buried in greed, anger and every other sin

It is the tears of the innocent
That pay for our many joys
As we laugh and joke with our friends
While one more child dies with little noise

Father let us comfort your children
They are dying in the dusty streets
Dry their tear filled eyes
As we hear their final heart beats