Sweet Children (title contest)

Sweet children

We live in a world, it seems a great place,
but selfishness and hatred leaves it's trace.
houses are bombed and people are killed,
an innocent child, it's blood has been spilled.

A little girl crying, her mom on the floor,
too young to realize what she fought for.
Another young child, his dad has been killed,
not knowing he's next for the coffin he built.

We live in a world, it seems a great place,
but pain and suffering leaves it's trace.
A modern day genocide and feelings of hate,
heartless men seal a young child's fate.

Our sweet children, carrying knives,
an eight year old, taught to take lives.
little children fed nothing but fears,
dying eyes cannot shed tears.

the world remains silent, and closes it's eyes,
when it comes to night, nobody cries.
For the forgotten children, dying in war,
for the broken families who have nothing more.

Our sweet children paying the price,
innocent hearts turning to ice.
Our sweet children dying each day,
our sweet children fading away.