They stand on street corners In allies Or other places You may not see them However there they are Children Victims of abuse Victims of neglect The forgotten The lost The hurting They did nothing wrong They were just born All they wanted was to be loved Why all the scorn Why all the hatred Why have they been turned out so young They are all alone No one to calm their fears No one to dry their tears No one to love them No one to help them grow They stand on street corners In allies Or other places You may not see them However there they are Children Victims of abuse Victims of neglect The forgotten The lost The hurting Will you help them