Everything’s meaningful,
Everything’s sweet,
Everything’s peaceful,
I could hear a bird tweet.

Only a million have died today,
Under someone else’s rule,
Life has a bitter, everlasting decay,
Oh, life is so cruel.

Can you imagine, a shining golden road,
Hearing another’s helpless cry,
Seeing one kiss a toad,
Just to keep her family alive?

How could you smell a flower tomorrow,
Knowing today a bomb dropped on a city,
Or do you laugh at a race’s sorrow,
And say oh, what a pity?

But could you next time, my friend,
When you pass them by,
Reach out and lend,
A gentle hand to hold as they cry?