They Cry For Help

Oh, can't you hear their cries for help

Those sad and lonely souls?

The ones that life has left behind

The ones who've lost their goals.

Yes, all men are born equal 

But there the likeness ends

Oh can't you hear the cries for help

From those who have no friends?

Perhaps they've suffered heart break 

And lost their will to live 

Please listen to their cries for help

Give all that you can give.

There goes a man who's beaten down

His skin is black, not white

 But we ignore his cry for help

Do you think this is right?

The man who robs and goes to jail 

For years his debt to pay

Did we listen to his cry for help

Or did we help make him this way?

The derelicts and prostitutes

The bums upon the street

Perhaps they also cried for help

But fell down in defeat.

So listen to their cries for help

And help them if you can

How can you ignore their pleas

And call yourself a man?

Life has a way of changing 

Sometimes the tables turn

Someday you may cry for help

To the people you now spurn.

So listen to their cries for help 

There's good in every man 

Help those less fortunate than you 

Please do it while you can.

Pearl E. Cain