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Lost
Children
Grandmother
would surely say
Today,
God is crying for all his lost children
Who
believe that no one cares for them
They’ve
been lost and abandoned
Left
in world that’s forgotten
How
sad it must be
When
no one even remembers the day you were born
In
a world of such prosperity
The
lost children are shown no compassion
They
may as well be invisible
Because
no one is listening to their deafening pleas
A
plea for love is not asking too much
Everyone
deserves to be loved, adult or child
To
have someone love them with a passion uncompromised
Today,
a monsoon of tears should sweep over the earth
For
all the lost people who have been left behind.
Jéan-Pierre,
Dean
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