It’s green, bright and dark, dry and cold
Our earth, our home, children of the third world
We are here
We have seen
We struggle to survive
Faces are drained of color
Appetite lost to hunger
We search for a new life
Gently sitting by the coast of expectation
Patiently for the ships and spices
Literacy and health to season the soul
Cry not my people, song of the authorities
We have planted the future, chant of the chamber
Our policies – plain, strategies – strong, tunes across the sea
The world is wrong
Help us feel today
We might just see 2015
Eat from our hunger
Taste our plight
Empathize don’t sympathize
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