Oh how it hurts the mother
To see one child hit another
To be drenched in such hatred
Both she cared for and fed
Both of them she watched as they grew
She gave her all to those two
Now they fight for power and for land
For money and who’s got a better stand
What is the point of this game
Whether its me or you…hurts the mother just the same.
It’s sad what is happening in Egypt, what happened in Xinjiang, in Thailand… In Afghanistan, between Iran & Iraq, in India, in Pakistan…between them…So many more wars & uprisings have happened. Who died…somebody’s brother, sister, mother, father, daughter, son… Aren’t we all first 'one'?
To see one child hit another
To be drenched in such hatred
Both she cared for and fed
Both of them she watched as they grew
She gave her all to those two
Now they fight for power and for land
For money and who’s got a better stand
What is the point of this game
Whether its me or you…hurts the mother just the same.
It’s sad what is happening in Egypt, what happened in Xinjiang, in Thailand… In Afghanistan, between Iran & Iraq, in India, in Pakistan…between them…So many more wars & uprisings have happened. Who died…somebody’s brother, sister, mother, father, daughter, son… Aren’t we all first 'one'?
