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Half a million dead in Darfur, in the Sudan.
100 times the innocents who died on 9/11.
Children. Women. Men. Genocide.

Wake up and see.
Wake up and see.
Wake up and see why
Jesus wept.

The rains didn't come
the sounds of the drums
the death knell kept.
Jesus wept.

Over the burning sands
the killing commands
of the warlords swept.
Jesus wept.

It should be true
that the evils evil men do
we cannot accept.
Jesus wept.

The slaughter rained on
as in the blistering dawn
the sun, the horizon, leapt.
Jesus wept.

Half a million women and children and sons and daughters
fall to the hate, their fate as wormfood for the slaughters.
Since when are 100 black babies worth less than one white businessman
in the eyes and lies of people who claim to be, to see, without sin?

Wake up and see.
Wake up and see.
Wake up and see why
Jesus wept.