A little girl is crying.
What brings these tears?
A booboo on her knee?
A scary monster? A bad dream?
None of these. No, you see
this little girl is dying
from one common disease.
And sadly, but true,
this girl of just two
will fall to famine - alone.
It took her mommy, and daddy too.
Her brother Sam and sister Sue.
Her only chance now falls on us.
But...do we do our best?
A little girl is dying.
Dying, in the dark.
Yet all we do is shed a tear
then turn and look away.
Now she is falling by the wayside.
But in a land not far away.
Not Bosnia, not Croatia. Not even Paraguay.
She's starving just across the street,
right here in U.S.A.
But wait...
hold on...
She's not alone?
Thousands die with her too?
The man from the alley,
his brother in the park,
they all share the pain
of starving in the dark.
But do I?
Do you?
Do we share their doom?
If not, do we care?
Enough to share
what little we have?
Can we do without the cashmere sweater
if it means making better
the effects of this awful disease?
But alas, whats this?
You do nothing for these?
They're not worth it! you say
Let them dig through the trash
It's easier that way...
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