Fall asleep in a crib, no one to tuck them in. Wake up in the morning not knowing if they will be fed, They cried so long waiting for someone to come. They gave up all hope, kept silent- not knowing what it's like to hear someones voice say, "I love you" or just feel what seems like a simple hug.

There's gotta be justice for these kids, a home where they can live and someone to love and watch over them.

Their helpless, afraid, lonely and hungry. God our Father says to "take care of the widows and the orphans." Well here they lie in front of us and yet we sit back and become complacent with the statistics of kids entering the foster system and dieing each day of hunger in other countries...

When will there be justice for these kids, a home where they can live and someone to love and watch over them?