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Edited on Thu Sep-15-05 05:48 PM by LittleClarkie
Just look at all those hungry mouths we have to feed Take a look at all the suffering we breed So many lonely faces scattered all around Searching for what they need
Is this the world we created, what did we do it for Is this the world we invaded, against the law So it seems in the end is this what we're all living for today The world that we created
You know that everyday a helpless child is born Who needs some loving care inside a happy home Somewhere a wealthy man is sitting on his throne Waiting for life to go by
Ooh, oh, is this the world we created, we made it on our own Is this the world we devastated, right to the bone If there's a God up in the sky looking down What must he think of what we've done To the world that he created
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Not completely appropriate to our situation, but it's sorta wandering around in my head right now, and felt right, esp. after hearing the "he won't wake up too easy" baby died.
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