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Just think of all those
hungry mouth 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 it what we're all living for today,
the world 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.
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 in the sky, looking down,
what can he think of what we've done
to the world that he created.
