Awakening

You look but you don't really see
You're living in a dream of pink
The sky with diamond drops of rain
The sun is gold, the snow with pearly flakes
Your tiny world of vanity consists
Your main concern is Me! Me! Me!
But where is your heart indeed?

Another, different world exists
The rain is red, the sky is grey
Starvation, poverty in reign
Where children's bodies weakened
By disease and pain
There is no smile on their face
They will not live to see another day.

Is that a tear on your cheek?
Is that a heartbeat that you feel?
Somebody broke your glass of pink
Yes now you can really see.