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Feed the Children
by
Alice C. Bateman
The half moon shining down on me
The branches mostly bare
She brings to us all a warning
She says, my friends, take care
Take care to give this planet
The nourishment it needs
Take care to cease your nasty ways
Eliminate your greed
Take care of all the children
Feed them every day
It hurts God's Heart, the starving
When there are so many ways
To get food around this planet
To get milk into the world
That needs it very desperately
We must distribute food
To those who have no grocery stores
Who have no farms or fields
From the countries who have far too much
And dump their excess yields
We must prepare a system
That shares with all the food
We must prepare a system
For all our greater good
How can we starve the children
That He has given us?
How can we starve the children
That He puts in our trust?
It's up to you and I and them
To all of us, to each
To stop this very harmful thing
It is within our reach
To implement a program
To truly feed the world
Each few seconds somewhere a child dies
Somewhere in this world
Someone's little boy
Someone's little girl
Someone's going to die
Somewhere in this world
We are so very lucky
To live in plenty as we do
But who knows, in the next life
This child could be you
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