O People!
In a hut made of tin and clay
A small boy dreams away
Of clean water and a meal a day
And not to fear mines as he plays each day
O People!
Somewhere dark and out of the way
AIDS has found yet another prey
To save his life he just couldn't pay
Tell me what we're going to do
For our brothers in Durban,
For our sisters in Darfur,
Show me what we're going to do
Are we just going to sit there,
Nice and cowzy on our armchairs?
Will we not even make a prayer ?
You might ask yourself:
"Why should I help these people?"
They'll tell you why:
"We're not so different from you.
We have dreams just like you,
But they were buried with the
Bodies of our loved ones."
O People!
Are we dead, dumb, and blind?
What is going through our minds?
Don't we care for the rest of mankind?
O People!
We claim to love peace and justice
Why do we preach but we don't practice?
Let's help them out of this darkness
Tell me what we're going to do
For our brothers in Ethiopia,
For our sisters in Rwanda,
Show me what we're going to do,
Are we just going to sit there
Nice and cozy on our armchairs?
Will we not even make a prayer ?
