The Sound Of The Horns

My face torn by atrocities
Does anyone want to know?
My hunger for grain spilled
Does anyone want to know?
Hijacking all my rights with all the abuse
Can someone someday look at the whole truth?

The world must have other priorities
Stoning all our needs with much sympathy

Flies flying on the ground
Proclaiming the sound of the horns

Abuse, without drugs, theft of food
Malaria, indifference, undernourished people
Expropriation, stoning of soul, hunger
Human rights, refugees, eradication

The world must have other priorities
Stoning all our needs with much sympathy

Flies flying on the ground
Proclaiming the sound of the horns

I’m not alone in the field
Trying to hold my dignity

No one else can see