-- Posted by Anonymous at 11:50 pm on Aug. 19, 2008 It's too late to feed a once starving child It's too late to quench her once aching thirst It's too late to walk her through her life It's too late and the sad thing is she's not the first Not the first to die alone Not the first to fall asleep and never wake Not the first to silently lay her weary head on death Not the first to accept an end to pain and ache At last her pain is gone At last in Heaven she can finally stand At last her tears will never fall again At last the Lord can take her by her hand But still it hurts to think of her But still I'm glad she's where she should be But still I hate she lived in silent fear But still I know her soul is free This girl I never knew This girl I can't say who This girl I know once lived This girl's life is through But there are others just like her But there are starving children longing to be fed But there are few who care to feed them But without food they'll all be dead So all I ask is to feed a hungry child So all I ask is to quench their aching thirst So all I ask is to walk each one through life So all I ask is to be each child's first