Disconsolate

Yesterday earth was green and a peaceful place
Children are all playing with their innocent smile
Today earth's tumble down into a crowded space
There are too many people, down in a too small place

Take a look around in this tragic world
Nowhere left to run, nowhere left to hide
Should i sit here in my corner, wait and die?

Children are being tortured
Now, from time to time
They cried out in hunger, poor little child
In this disconsolate place, they all die

Take a look around in this tragic world
Nowhere left to run, nowhere left to hide
Should i sit here in my corner, wait and die?

Cry little child...