People of Faith

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 peopleWe 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?