Jul 2015
He took a look at them
In their tattered clothes
And worn shoes,
Their filthy skin
And vacant eyes
And said,
"Send them back home."
"But sir,
They don't have one."
In their tattered clothes
And worn shoes,
Their filthy skin
And vacant eyes
And said,
"Send them back home."
"But sir,
They don't have one."
Written by
Angela Moreno
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