Lyrics
The Children of Children by the time their half grown have habits like rabbits
and young of their own
The Children of Children from their momma’s laps hop down to the ground to be
taken in traps
The Children of Children trapped by dark skins to stay in and play in a game no
one wins
The Children of Children while still young and sweet are all damned and
programmed for future defeat
The Children of Children are trapped by adults who fail them then jail them to
hide the results
The Children of Children unable to cope with systems that twist them and rob
them of hope
The Children of Children of sin and ashamed preparing and bearing and who do
you blame?
The Children of Children cry out everyday they beg you for rescue and what do
you say?