Little Children

Little Children

Little children of the world,
Forgive our greedy ways,
You're not here of your own freewill,
But of our passionate days.

We brought you here into this world,
Full of hunger and war,
And gave you what we wanted to offer,
But not a bit more.

We put you out into the streets,
To find your own little way,
And left you there all by yourself,
Without a place to stay.

So little children of the world,
When it's your turn to rule,
Think of what we did to you,
And please don't be so cruel.

               Alonzo Gene Tillery Sr.