Hopeless In India

Oh mother India
Why do you cry
Is it for the baby girls
That they say they must die
Do you hear their crys
In the streets at night
Hungry and scared
Waiting to die
Those that survive
To a life with no hope
Wishing it was them
That was chosen to go
Oh God in heaven hear their pleas
Give us the means
To give these girls real dreams
A life worth living
By hearing your word
Changing their lives
With the help of us who believe
That with our help and yours
Their life can be more than
HOPELESS DREAMS

poem by David Kush
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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