.The ghetto's hungry people cry
Food is wasted on the hill
Hands stretched upwards to the sky
That hill seems high and higher still
Summer's gone and winter's near>
The valley's restless, you can hear>
Seems lest they batter, burn and kill
Till their hungry mouths are filled.
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