I Cry, Call, Shout Out

I cry out for the forgotten child
One who died at age nine

I call out for the forsaken wife
She is beaten every day

I shout out for the father
Who lost his family to death

I cry out for the crying daughter
One who wants her parents to care

I call out for the orphan
Who never knew the feeling of love

I shout out for this country
It has lost it's gleam

I cry out for the nations
It can never be restored to it's former glory