Night sky and city

Keeps us in

Life signs of pity weep within

Games of reality are hard to win

The child of the Third World looks so thin



Dangerous visions, taunt me

Ancient memories, haunt me

Future decisions, confuse me

The story so far just eludes me



The man on the pavement catches your eye

You look in amazement, he's decided to die

The crowd have engagements, they're just passing by

The child of the Third World, is wondering why

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