I cry out for the children
I cry out for the mums
Those evil people-smugglers
Don't care about them
They just come
They steal away their lives
They torture; force them down
Doing stuff you won't believe
They are the lowest of earth's scum
They take another's dreams
They care for money; most of all
Evil is their middle name
What other name can you call?
They lull them to their deaths
Take them out on leaky boats
No safety jackets there
I cry out for the homeless
I cry out for the numb
So many poor and defenceless
No one to turn to
No where to run
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