Do You Care? A girl stands in the street all alone And all you can see are ribs and bone. Dirty feet and scruffy hair, She stumbles thinking it’s not fair. But do you care? The mother holds her child and cries, For they all might just die. No clothes or food, They stand and wonder what they will do. Do we care?
I’ve pretty clothes. And food to eat. My life is really quite complete. A roof over my head, And a nice comfy bed. So as I stop and think a bit, I ask myself Do I care? By Esther Bowey Middle Section
An abandoned baby cries on the street, With no drink or food to eat. It watches people sitting down in nice, comfy seats. And cries from the pain of scabs on its tiny knees and feet. Does anyone care?
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