Sad Music on Street Corners

Imperfect and crazy,
Hectic and lazy.
Sad yet sunny,
Almost never funny.

War and conquest and dictatorship,
Bombs for crazy men on a power trip.
Death and mourning and tears everywhere,
It's so sad, but no one gives a care.

Unborn babies dying,
Little children crying.
Sad music on street corners,
Always played by broken mourners.

Little children starving to death,
As they die, they take their last sweet breath;
And to you they say, "Help us please,
The world would be great if we could only know peace."

This is our world where nothing goes right,
If we could only all shine a little light.
Maybe the world would be a better place,
For you and me and every race.