Silent Screams II

(No Comforter)

© 2006 David P. Wirth

On the streets of Delhi

A little boy is crying

He slowly looks up at me

With his bruised face

Said he had been locked up

Working in a factory

18 long hard hours

Day in, day out

One day he made a mistake

They beat him up severely

He found a way to escape

But there’s more left behind

Only 8 years of age

Taken from his parents

They do to this little boy

What they should not

Chorus

Look at the tears of the oppressed

They have no comforter

Their oppressor had the power

But they have no comforter

In the streets of Thailand

Through the building window

A little girl is starring

Behind steel bars

Inside the filthy entrance

Two men are standing talking

One lays down all his money

And points at her

He takes her to the back room

And closed the door behind them

And does to this little girl

What he should not

Only six years of age

Taken from her parents

They do this little girl

What they should not