Andthey cry Livingon the street Noshoes on their feet Haveno hope at all Isee the homeless in the street Nogot no food to eat Saypoverty and hunger Inthe restore of the heat Somepeople like to share Butsome no really care Demslave the ghetto youth dem Innadem heart dem put fear woy Beforeit betta Mesee it gettin worse Somedying from hunger Somedying from thirst woy It'sso hard to live in this world Andcan't save the human race Thechildren in the streets Facingevery day Sadness, noise and pressure Ina different way Everydaythey go Througha whole lotta stress Butit doesn't really matter Unlessit happens at home Onthe door steps Everyone's armed Youbetta don't mess Stickto the rules Andkeep it flowing That'sthe only way to keep it going Isee the heathen back deh Pondi wall Somewords of Bob Marley Mehaffi recall Theheathen back deh Pondi wall Naptaliand Sara Wehaffi stand strong Why, why they ask you Lord Dothere have to be fights Withguns and swords Ifwe are human with Mindsand thoughts Peoplehave to learn Howto use their words