Where mother earth is most beautiful
And the majority live in poverty
My heart cries, "Why must this be so,
In this great land of plenty?"

Come let's climb those high mountains
And gaze over the horizon
Let's see for ourselves how our brothers
and sisters live with so little

Come with me and see amidst this place
where the sun shines so beautifully
and hunger lies upon children's faces
like an oil spill upon the sea

Come let's extend our hand with compassion
And offer our family some help
Let's forget of buying the latest fashion
and giving money to corporations.