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
Brynn Fier
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/africa-7/
