Thousands laying dead just like that They panic and scream with not one bit of hope intact Running as if the plagues come back We watch it on the 6 o’clock news on most evenings See the baby crying and the mother grieving Waiting and wishing that more of their grief will be leaving They just want to take a rest and catch up with their breathing They don’t want to keep running in circles and screaming I look at the images of the country I left when I was 2 Wondering to myself if there’s anything I could do For the kids like me trying to make straight through This new challenge that they weren’t prepared for Showing their younger siblings their not scared or Haven’t lost their hope and will find a way to cope But we got to give them strength got to let them know That they weren’t just left in that mighty breezes flow I notice how we worry about things that really don’t matter If we got the nicest shoes and get pissed if they start to tatter Yet all these people have seen their entire lives splatter In an all directions its just like the destruction of matter They thought it couldn’t happen to them no of course not But it did and they know peace isn’t always part of life’s plot Now I don’t really know what exactly their going though My life is intact and sometimes I got a chilling breeze flowing too But nothing compared to what those little kids went through Fighting through a life they think is just so cruel I have no idea what I would do if I were in there place Seeing my home ripped away would be more then just a slap in the face No clothes no food and the people around me gone I’m praying that these kids will somehow be able to move on But we got to give them strength got to let them know That they weren’t just left in that mighty breezes flow We have to speak for the children get them the attention they need Patch up the wounds don’t let them continue to bleed I keep seeing those images of them as they continue to plead Look I just don’t want this to be like another New Orleans A tragedy for a little while and then a few forgotten screams That we seem to only remember in the depths of our dreams We just have to give them strength and have got to let them know That they were just left in the that mighty breezes flow
yea man do you still live in bangladesh? some of my friends and I are going to start a concert at our school to raise money and i was hoping to find a safe way to transport it to bangladesh and was wondering if you would be able to help with that