Brush with Death
January 20, 2013
Christian
January 20, 2013

Change (lyric of song “It doesn’t have to be this way”)

It doesn’t have to be this way.
Half the world starving, today.
Let’s pick up our white hats, dropping the black.
Put food in the piles of flat empty sacks.
Stride out with the angels, they too are in white.
Throw away evil arms, of fear and might
Use our own loving ones, forever instead
Give starving people bread.
It doesn’t have to be this way.
We hear of mountains of butter
Thrown into greedy gutters.
It doesn’t have to be this way.
The oceans are rich, for the breeding of fish
The fields are green, for the growing of crops.
Let’s irrigate parched land, now dry as dust
Plant seeds of life that’s only just.
Stuff empty containers, full of life saving grain
So people won’t ever go hungry again.
Men women and children, are starving and dying today.
It doesn’t have to be this way.