I’m standing on this rooftopTrying to figure out how I can stop,People having to stop dreaming,People having to stop believingHow can I make a differenceHow can I help those suffering in silenceWhat about those losing a loved oneWhat about those who have died before their life even begunI see so many smiles that are disappearingSo many hateful words I keep hearingWhat about those fighting for everyoneWhat about those without anyoneFathers, Mothers,Sisters, BrothersFamilies torn apartWhat do we do for those who can’t have a fresh startHow about those with people in the skyWhat about those who didn’t have the chance to say goodbye

What do we do when praying isn’t enoughWhat do we do when it all gets too toughWhat do we do?

…I wish I knew…

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