121. Sometimes I Cry

by Ethel Keith - Arlington, Texas

Sometimes I cry when I think of home
Wondering why everything's all gone

Sometimes I cry because some people died
Trying to escape from the rising tide

Sometimes I cry when babies had no food
The way they treated us was very cruel

Sometimes I cry from the nightmares I have
The sorrow and pain is hard to bear

Sometimes I cry when I see the death toll
So many bodies, mostly old

Sometimes I cry when nothing's wrong
Then I think about families without a home

Sometimes I cry because my sisters are gone
But with GOD'S help - He has made them strong

Sometimes I cry because it's great to be alive
Thank you GOD that I survived

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