"Abigail" ©2003
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Weep
by Betty Baker Bailey Weep, for the children are dying; More every passing day. Weep, for the mothers are crying; As in their hearts they pay. Weep, for those who are trying; The children's lives to save Weep, for those denying There is a life to save. Weep, for those believing They only need to pray. Weep, for those deceiving The innocent each day. Weep, for ours is a nation Whose time is passing by. Weep, for those whose station It is to fight and die. Weep for the proud Who think they lead the way. Weep, for the crowd For they will surely pay. Weep, with great sadness For the time is growing near Weep, allow no gladness, Instead their cries do hear. Weep with your heart. Weep with your soul. Weep and draw apart. Weep and be of woe. Weep, for we are guilty. Weep, for we are weak. Weep, for we are filthy. Weep, for we do sleep. Weep, for none are ready For the coming day. Weep, and be not steady The time has come to pay. |