Deafly silent

Remember this sweet face?

I met him in Zhengzhou China,

at Hagan and Griggs' orphanage.

I was blessed to spend a little bit of time with him,

singing to him,

and soaking his sweet face into my memory.

Ohhh how I wished I could have held him.

The room was deafly silent.

If I hadn't of looked closely into the cribs I would have gone

on believing that the room was empty

besides him. 

But no,

the cribs were full.

Full of silent babies.

Babies who have learned that it just doesn't matter

 if they cry out.

No one will hear them.

Babies who have learned that is just doesn't matter

if they are hungry.

There is no food right now.

Babies who have learned that it just doesn't matter

that they are scared and lonely.

There is no one there to comfort them.

Babies who have learned... it just doesn't matter

they just don't matter. 

My eyes filled with tears as I think of these precious babies
who are left behind.

I just don't know what to do.

THEY MATTER!

THEY MATTER!

and we need to let them know 

THEY MATTER!