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This world for some is so tough,
We keep spending money on useless stuff,
When there's kids out there dying,
Crying in poverty in need of surviving.
We keep buying to impress, 
Trying to look good in that new dress,
But a woman far away is really in need,
She's had no new clothes since 1993.
Her clothes are dirty tattered rags, 
When you're there buying new bags, 
Think of her in the ripped clothes, 
Don't tell me you know the pain she knows.
It's cold she has no place to stay, 
When you're planning your next holiday away,
Go somewhere beautiful and warm,
When she's wishing she could find a home for her baby who's about to be born. 
She's scared she has nothing to eat,
When you're planning your next meal to defeat,
She scrapes through bins to find a crumb, 
And the whole time your pretending to be numb. 
Ignoring the reality in the world we live in, 
To me that is an unforgivable sin. 


Its unforgivable to me, ignoring the reality, 
Its unforgivable to me, ignoring brutality
Its unforgivable to me, ignoring morality. 
Its unforgivable to me, as its just plain irrationality.
 
Why aren't we helping other fight illness and disease, 
Well were hoping to fit into a smaller pair of jeans.
Why don't we try and educate them, find out their needs, 
Instead were too busy checking our news feeds. 
Why don't we help them generate some income, 
Instead were too busy trying to bag our next lump sum.
Why don't we help countries reach their development potential, 
Instead were outside buying more non essentials. (LIKE TAMPONS HAHA)
Why don't we see this illnesses and disease, 
imposes high cost burdens on these families, 
If we help them generate some money, 
It will help higher their life expectancy.

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