Designer clothes
And shoes on my feet
Never having to worry
About making ends meet
Food on my plate
Three times a day
What I don’t eat
I can just throw away
Private Education
A car of my own
A coat for the cold
A new cell phone
Air conditioned house
A warm bed at night
A high tech computer
It just doesn’t feel right
What about the kid
Who works the sweatshop all day?
Who made my designer clothes?
Who doesn’t get paid?
Over 100 degree temperatures
Twelve hours a day
Only one drink of water
THIS IS NOT OKAY!
We live lives of Royalty
Compared to their pain
We have more than we need
And still we complain!
Yes, this is sad
And yes, this is true
So I’ve got just one question
What are YOU going to do?