Hunger Cries-Hunger Dies - Fred Williamson

Barren land, dusty sand.
No rain for years.
Brings cries for help to our ears.
Disease and flies.
Hunger cries.
Hunger dies.

Mothers carry children on their hips.
Dry, cracked, swollen lips.
Walking for days, bleeding feet.
In need of shelter, medicine, water and wheat.
Families weak.
Families weep.
Hunger cries.
Hunger dies.

Losing babies; the old and frail.
Along this hunger trail.
Feed them now.
We must not fail.
We must not fail

Fred Williamson

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