He kicks the glove with his foot
trying to find the trace
a connection to make sense
of something which doesn't
So young, so many ways of what
might have been
what should have
how long
How long will our cry come
how long will the children
be killed and lay in our streets
let us care, let us cry too
Let us jump in and want
to be the difference
to stand together
to see each other and care
May Your love impart the difference
so we may find the way
to one another in the wilderness
no one should bury a child
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