Think of All God's Children

By John M. Waller

In this world of high prosperity there is so much we can do

To make this world a better place for those like me and you,

    But in other lands not far away

    There’s children dying every day

For things we take for granted and things we throw away.

 

Diseases that the modern world have long since overcome

Are the very same diseases that these kids are dying from,

    What malnutrition doesn’t kill

    These afflictions surely will

And most could be prevented with a shot or simple pill.

 

When a rabid revolution rears its ranting raving head

Its arms of persecution leave countless thousands dead,

    Who’ll protect an orphan alone

    Who’ll object as skin clings to bone

Who’s left for a refugee all alone and far from home.

 

Even in our greatest cities children live out on the street

They sell themselves or drugs or steal to get something to eat,

    They run from troubles in their lives

    To find on the street there’s no place to hide

Then they’re left with no hope, only darkness and pain inside.

 

But before you say its hopeless, that these children can’t be saved

Before you say its impossible to avoid their early grave,

    All we ask is do what you can

    And never forget your fellow man

And think of all God's children as yours in that foreign land.

 

    We’ve got to save the children now

    They’re just little anyhow

    They’ve got a right to a life and somehow

    We’ve got to save the children now.