I am the face of poverty
I am the son of greed
I am the beggar at your door
that you fail to see
we sold our souls , and heritage
and changed our names so we blend right in
Help me , understanding the reasons why
we've lost our pride?
We hide , who we are inside , who we are inside
I am the hands that build your streets
of immigrant decent
the dirty words you throw at me
reflect you instead
we lost ourselves in magazines
they killed our beauty that lies beneath
teach me , what is real can never fade
if we never change
I want to know the truth bout' the war at hand
and how they tell a boy's mother he died for our land
how bout' the war at home human against human
and unloved kids killing kids who never knew their dad's
(they can't scare us, we wont listen)
it's time we stop listening and think for ourselves
ignore the papers, television , and the radio
they poison us with fear and make us scared to breathe
fight fear with fear tell me who comes out alive?
all we need is love
the rich and poor need love
the black and white need love
everyone love , love