The Children Are Gone

Don't you see
The children burning?
Look into their eyes,
Full of yearning.

All they want
Is to be loved,
Instead of being
Pushed and shoved.

Tomorrow they'll
All be dead.
Wouldn't you want them
Alive instead?

Don't you wish
You could choose,
And stop all this
Terrible abuse?

Look at their families,
They're not sad.
Don't that make you furious,
Or even mad?

They just threw their own kin,
Down a well
That leads them deeper,
Into the pit of hell.

The children are gone now,
Never to return.
And you just stood there,
Watching them burn...