As I look up
Children are crying
Mothers are mourning
Fathers are leaving
What has the world become
As I look up
I see grandparents
Telling stories about
The good fights
As I look up
I see drug dealers ruining lives
I see men prying on the youth
What has the world become
Is this how we should live
How long will we fight this battle
How long shall we be in pain
How long
As I look up