Were you There?

A land torn by war;

A desert called home,
Where it’s hard to ignore
The lost and alone.

A child that is crying;

A baby to feed;
Yet people are dying
From another man’s greed.
 

While beautiful faces

Fight back the pain
They dream of oases
And pray for the rain.

A child of the future

Who’s hounded by flies,
Surrounded by torture
And hatred and lies.

Will death’s victory sound

Before the blind see?
Or will men still drown
In their blood, on their knees.

If we don’t live together,

Together we shall die
From petty feuds that last forever
Beneath a barren sky.