The Missing

Where are all the children? Who has stolen them away? Where are all the children? We use to hear them all at play. Where are all the children? With their games of hide-n-seek Where are all the children? Who use to play upon the street There was stick-ball and hop-scotch Jumping rope or on the run, Echoes of our children's play All sounds of street-filled fun. Oh, I miss the children's laughter As they frolicked on the street. How they hated to stop playing When Mom called them home to eat You cannot find them anywhere They're locked inside their home They've given up street-playing They're inside-and all alone. Where are all the children? Who played on the street each day The children all are missing Technology has stolen them away.