Give the boy a gun,
Let him have some fun
Expect someone dead by the setting of the sun
Give the girl a contraceptive pill,
Let het do what she damn well will
Watch how she's left alone after the chase and the thrill
He is a man, who needs to cope,
Serve his strength in two lines in the form of dope
See how the daily dose turns him into a soul with no hope
She is a new mother with constant blues,
Her relief is found in the different coloured bottled booze
Her toddler overdoses on sleeping tabs while she is taking a snooze
We are a village in the grip of dangerous global consequences
A worldwide family falling prey to the same destructive influences
A circle of strangers so different yet the same in so many instances
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