I saw the sunshine
Floating,
There upon the wind.
I saw the children
Crying,
They have no food again.
I heard their pain,
Laughing,
Out in the cold.
I know their minds
Thinking,
Who has sold our souls?
I saw their eyes
Pleading,
Someone take us home.
I just stood there
Knowing,
We are all so alone.
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