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We call from the desert,
The forest and the hills,
And beg you to help us,
No longer be still.
We call, for we're starving,
And want to be fed,
We call for our children,
Going hungry to bed.
We hear of your nation,
And cannot believe,
That you're never hungry,
It's hard to conceive.
We've heard that there's plenty
Of food to be found,
Yet we live in misery,
And heartache abounds.
Can you spare a morsel,
And help us today?,
To see one more sunrise,
And live through the day?
A pain in our belly,
Is all that we know,
Please come to our rescue,
And let your love show.
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