Arid land

Arid

Again I hear there is starvation,

The children are going without food,

The arid land is yielding nothing,

As the heavens haven’t pour out the rain.

Same old problems,

Where are the engineers?

Where are the rich with private jets?

We don’t want their help for free,

Unless they are with good hearts,

And giving and forward looking,

To progress their motherland

And turn arid to fertile.

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