There’s a problem that’s happening in a country far, far away,

That’s troubling our minds more and more everyday,

People say there must be some way to stop the death.

But I say when dealing with Darfur why waste our breath?

For every little baby boy or girl that dies,

Darfur becomes more peaceful without there hopeless cries.

That’s one less child to starve and shrivel like a grape,

And one less innocent soul for militants to rape.

So why should you try and help the Sudanese in vain,

When all you have to do is push the thought out of your brain.

Because the only way to make their pain go away,

Is to continue what we’ve been doing, and let them die day by day.