We take clothes for granted,
We choose what we wear,
and forget about those,
whose clothes are made of air.

We mix and we match,
from colours to styles,
We shop and we shop,
Going through all the aisles.

But children elsewhere,
sit with rags on their backs.
No shop in site,
and no clothes on the rack.

Their rags are all dirty,
as they sit in the dust.
Without any food,
Or clean water which is a must.

And yet here we are,
sitting in our warm pants.
Wearing our Roxy tops,
and jumpers from our Aunts.

And yet what of these kids,
who sit in the cold,
with only rags for clothes,
which to them are real gold.

So what if we bought,
some less expensive stuff.
Moved away from Adidas and Nike,
Whose child labour factories are so rough.

And what if we bought,
just Target brand things,
And gave the money we saved,
and stopped living like kings.

We need to have heart,
for those who are in need,
For they have no clothes,
And this message you must heed.