Ignorance Ville

Written by: Owen Yeates

There’s a place called ignorance ville
Where there selling real estate still
You will not raise a hand 
Bury your head in the sand
In a place called ignorance ville

You certainly won’t get much grief
For this place just beggars belief
People there will not see
There just so glad to be
In ignorance ville they sigh with relief

While death and destruction are seen
Starvation, abuse how obscene
They will keep it away
Not a word will they say
In ignorance ville all is green

So will someone please let them know?
This simply ain’t the place to go
We should all do more for sure
To find the world a cure
Not like ignorance ville, let it grow