Poor and War

by Katie Walsh   Sep 29, 2015


"How is it that we can't feed the poor, yet we can fund a War?"

The poor are alive, in the cold they lay
The soldiers are dying, to God they pray

The poor are dying, hungry and alone, it just isn't right
The soldiers are alive, for now that is, to win the fight

The poor are alive, heads bowed in defeat
The soldiers are alive, will they ever come home to greet?

The poor are dead, no one cares
The soldiers are dead, they're in everyone's prayers.

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