Why can't we all be happy Living as one race? We split up families and Make them numbers on a page. Who is left that has a heart, A soul, an open mind? We don't listen to the ones who know And therefore are unkind. Who cares if the kids are shipped around And the parents are put through hell? People just sit in their ivory towers And act like God himself. If we don't know who they are How can we decide? If they don't have a family Thier souls will shrivel up and die. Children are people, too And they have things to say. I only hope we realize this Before it gets too late. |