Africa

Cracked lips, parched land
Dusty promises of help at hand
Hungry children on Christmas cards
Won't help a world that's growing too fast

I just wish it would rain on Africa

But storm clouds gathering won't bring relief
Just darker days with no hope of peace in Africa

I just wish it would rain on Africa
Wash out the pain of Africa

Guns and bombs, tears and mud
Luxury limos race through blood
But bound by debt to hopelessness
Can we ever clean this mess?

I just wish it would rain on Africa
Wash out the pain of Africa

by Brynn Fier

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for some reason, i see a ghost when i read this one.