| 3rd World |
| No hope, no life, Just suffering and strife. Always a debt to pay, Freedom a lifetime away. Crushed by a burden too heavy to bear, Going through life with no-one to care. Knowing there's no hope at all, Living each day just waiting to fall. When one day is over Another will start, Just watching the pictures Would break any heart. Children who haven't had food for a week, Old people who can't stand, Mothers with small babies dying, Children stumbling and crying. Innocent victims of a struggle of power, More of them dying hour by hour. Helping these people is easy for us, Why does the Western world make such a fuss? |