Zambia

Many times, an echo heard,
A cry at night for help,
And often it is rung in fear,
A painful, screaming yelp.

But what of others in their homes
Of safe and comfort fair,
What prevents us from thus thinking
Of the other who is there?

Sure, the world is cruel and lonely,
Danger lurks at every turn,
But in the midst of battle
Is the truth of life thus learned.

Be a light in darkness,
Show your flame within,
Leave it by the window,
And guide the way from sin.