O people In a hut made of tin and clay 
A small boy dreams away 
Of clean water and a meal a day 
And not to fear mines as he plays each day 
O people Somewhere dark and out of the way 
Aids has found yet another prey 
To save his life he just couldn’t pay 
Tell me what we’re going to do 
For our brothers in 
Durban For our sisters in 
Darfur Show me what we’re going to do 
Are we just going to sit there? 
Nice and cosy on our armchairs 
Will we not even make a prayer? 
You might ask yourself 
Why should 
I help these people? 
They’ll tell you why 
We’re not so different from you 
We have dreams just like you 
But they were buried with the bodies of our loved ones 
O people Are we deaf, dumb, and blind? 
What is going through our minds? 
Don’t we care for the rest of mankind? 
O people We claim to love peace and justice 
Why do we preach what we don’t practice? 
Let’s help them out of this darkness 
Tell me what we’re going to do 
For our brothers in 
Ethiopia For our sisters in 
Rwanda Show me what we’re going to do 
Are we just going to sit there? 
Nice and cosy on our armchairs 
Will we not even make a prayer?