Slavery

Slaves to the world, shackles tight around their feet,
afraid of the men with whips, standing at their back.
Working because they have to, not because they want to.
Earning not a fortune but a penny for a day of blood and tears.
They work to make the world a little richer, but they see none of it.
They live a life of pain that never wains, increasing everyday.
Danger at every corner of their day, coal mines falling on their head,
men with minds so wrong they can only go to hell.
Young girls afraid to be left alone, young boys afraid to be themselves.
The hate and all the crime is falling on their universe,
treating them as nothing more than slaves to this universe.
Innocence and youth stolen from their lives by greed,
of men that see wealth in the disadvantaged children of the world.
Layers and layers of fear that can't ever peel away.
Their lives have been destroyed for the rest of their days.
And you think that you feel bad for all their pain,
but you wear it everyday, tell me you do not?
These kids are stronger than you and I,
Daddy's gone and Mom is busy working for no wage,
these kids are alone and fighting to survive every single day,
not for a second taking their eyes off of the game.
Eyes wide open through the night, while sleeping on the street.
Prostitution and discrimination a reality they must face,
Evil eyes upon their back not afraid to fuck them up.
Look into their eyes and see the darkness of their life,
or are you too afraid to check that out?