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Words and music by Harve (JeVe pens). Please turn on your sound
CHILDREN OF DESPAIR, THE SONG
And no one even cares........and no one even cares
The children walk the streets alone
They're always searching for that one
To hold them close within their arms
Protect them from the cold and harm
The days pass slowly once again
No one to comfort fear and pair
No one to dry that crying eye
Those little hearts soon wish to die
Full of shame but who's to blame
No one cares, no one shares
And so they cry those tears
To show their sorrow
Their hearts so broken now
No hand to hold
Ten thousand faces stare
Away so hollow
Loneliness fills their souls
Their hearts grow cold
How can we leave those children there
How can out minds be so unfair
To let these children fall and die
and never have to wonder why
Please give your heart and give some time
To help these little souls survive
Your days will fill with happiness
When with your love a child you bless
Can't we care Can't we share
Can't we know Which way to go
And so they start each day
With hopes to find love
An angel guides their way
To bring them rest
Their eyes search constantly
That face, that smile to see
Some voice says come with me
My love be the best
But days flow quickly to despair
This little soul finds no one there
Soon down inside he'll close that door
Saying...........Nobody lives here anymore..........anymore
©JeVe Enterprises 1995-2007
Children of despair the poem
I walk your streets alone on the planet of loneliness
I beg alms with a bleeding hand
I search your seething litter for morsel or scrap of food to eat
My shoes are but the soles of my tiny feet
Some box is my shelter from the cold of night
A doorway protects me from the pouring heavens
Until a screaming voice sends me to scatter
A dog growls and snarls at me in my search for sustenance
But I must be strong in my search
Or I shall surely cease to be
People scream at me for begging
To stone me
To curse me
Curse my mother and my father
Who have left me here alone for the reason of unknown
Alone
My days are not numbered
Each day scars my soul as did the last
No food, nothing to eat, no table on which to serve
No bed in which to sleep
No chair to sit my tired soul for a rest
No love to help me carry on with my quest
The utter loneliness consumes me
Bringing the pain of self pity to sear me
I am some infinitesimally tiny part of a vast nothing
A nothing in a universe of despair
Some emptiness in some void
So thy then was i created?
To burn in the hell of life?
For what reason then to live?
Why should I continue to carry on?
Not one reason exists!!!
Not one!!!
NOT ONE!!!
Except, Perhaps, Tomorrow,
Maybe, Someone, Somewhere
Will decide to help someone, Somewhere
Survive on this planet of loneliness.
©JeVe Enterprises 1995-2007
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