The tragic story of a white middle-class couple and their abducted child caused a frenzy of media activity recently in the UK.

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The tragic story of a white middle-class couple and their abducted child caused a frenzy of media activity recently in the UK. Meanwhile, every few seconds in the Third World, an equally innocent and valued child dies, with no such publicity.

Verse 1
A child is gone,
The bed is empty
Save for grief and guilt and memories;
Taken while their backs were turned,
What lessons have we learned?
A child is gone...

Verse 2
A child is mourned,
Stolen in the night.
I hold my children tighter;
Never will my back be turned,
This lesson I have learned,
A child is mourned...

Middle 8
Her name and her picture
Are a constant reminder
Of how priceless a child's life is;
While the nameless and faceless
Mean nothing to us...

Verse 3
A child is gone,
A bed is empty
Stolen by hunger, sickness, poverty -
Taken while our backs were turned;
What lessons have we learned?
A child is gone...

Verse 4
A child is mourned
Someone's daughter, someone's son,
Each second claims another one -
Taken while our backs are turned,
What lessons have we learned?
A child is mourned,
A child is gone.