An ebony sky
A reason why
A purpose to live
"A lie, a fib"
The life of a child
It is always worth while
Yet our systems corrupt
Watch them fill their cup
Don't you lay a hand on them
Out of anger, out of boredom
You are to protect, to love
They're are angels and doves
I've seen what happens
When we forego a better tomorrow
It fills their life
With nothing but sorrow
Behind closed doors
Lies real-life horrors
Their battered and beaten
Yet that's not what your seeing
They are young
And yes, sometimes dumb
But they are learning
And growing
And time is showing
You fill their lives with pain
With suffering in vain
And because of your words
You're free to go
So in fear
Of their parents and peers
They hung up a rope
And let go of hope
It's sad to see
To hear, to know
It's sad to be
To fear the now
They are in pain
They are suffering
And I am at home
Where comfort is what I'm shown
And I fear I can't help
I fear what awaits them
They are alone in a life
Surrounded by who hates them
So I do all I can
I spread the word
Of the evil hands
That hurt them
The hands that should love them
The hands that belong to family, to friend
The hateful hands that are wrongly allowed to go free
