Somewhere over in southern Waziristan,
Bombs are falling
Kids are screaming
Schools are closing
People are running…
Away.
But life goes on.
Away from it all…
Away across the Ocean
Business is booming
Laughter is rising
Choirs are singing
Families are sitting…
Content.
But life goes on.
Content in their comfort
Until something disturbs them.
And suddenly—
The banks are crashing,
The people are frightened,
The wealthy are scrambling,
The poor are left standing
Alone.
But life goes on.
Blind and stubborn
The people in power
Continue to cower
In darkened corners
Giving grandiose orders
To kill
To destroy
To ravish and burn
To spy
To frame
To point and accuse
But life goes on.
Somewhere in rural New Mexico
Soldiers are sitting
At video consuls
Directing robots to
Stalk
Spot
Target
And fire.
Then, suddenly—
Somewhere over in southern Waziristan,
Buildings are burning
People are dying
Mothers are crying
The air is exploding…
Again.
Oh, when will it end?
When will we realize
How interconnected
Our destinies lie?
But life goes on.
Away from it all,
While choirs are singing,
People are dying
The poor are left standing
Alone
Again.
And again
And again
And again
And again
But life goes on.
