So many children do not play
So many dreams have gone astray
While many values have been trashed
Too many idols now are bashed.
We live in times too tough to bear
There seems no kindness left to share
Our world is dying bit by bit
And everyone is part of it.
Dark clouds are gathering above
Obscuring all our acts of love
Hold on, hold on, the die is cast
Let’s welcome the iconoclast !