Kippenvel

Awkward naked and small,
In your brown eyes, I read pain
Because in your first year on earth,
You find misery around you
What value does your life have now,
If you have to die all alone

And do we still get goosebumps
From the suffering across the sea
And do we still get goosebumps
From the images on TV
And do we care at all?
Are we willing to share?
From giving our money and goods
How does that help the other?

Discontent with too much,
In our Western air castle
Oh, are we not living selfishly!
Like headless chickens?
And do we still have eyes for the shining
Of the suffering afar?

And do we still get goosebumps
From the suffering across the sea
And do we still get goosebumps
From the images on TV
And do we care at all?
Are we willing to share? Oh!
From giving our money and goods
How does that help the other?