| What is the fate of our children? Their future has never been so grim. Where there was silence, one hears ugly chants. Where there was peace, one feels unrest. Where one saw beauty, he sees graffiti. Streets are sealed off by the police who try to protect the innocent Cities become dangerous like war zones Unheard of crimes make the news Some places experience this turmoil for days We ask for law and order We pray for national peace We worry about our country, cities and homes, But most of all, We worry about our children. |