I see precocious girls
with sadness on their faces...
Looking for daddy love
in all the wrong places...

I see craving little children
with hunger in their eyes...
Wondering why their mommas
are no longer in their lives...

Why does life have to be so hard
for the innocent and the young...
Why should they have to suffer
while their battles go unsung...

I see angry teenage boys
calling for the hero in their heart...
They simply want their dads in their lives
Where a jail cell won’t keep them apart...

I see a grieving mother
who prays for her junkie daughter...
She prays the rosary for redemption
and bathes her daily in holy water...

Why does life have to be so hard
for the innocent and the young...
Why should they have to suffer
while their battles go unsung...

I see a lonely world of broken promises
filled with unfounded love...
I see so many praying for answers
but hearing nothing from up above...

Even though I try to see happiness
I only see unexplained pain and sorrow...
But if I keep on opening my eyes
will I finally see blessings tomorrow...

Why does life have to be so hard
for the innocent and the young...
Why should they have to suffer
while their battles go unsung...

Our lives will never be perfect
living in a world full of conflict and pain...
But why do the children have to live a life
filled with such hardship and daily strain...

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