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There is no oil beneath the ground
Or wealth above the ground to seize
Just villages of African poor
I ask "What for Darfur?"

The hot sun rots the severed heads
Left by these murderous hordes
Widows, orphans, and more
I ask, "What for Darfur?"

We stopped it in Bosnia, was white
Not Ruwanda, that wasn't right
Haven't learned from Holocaust lore
I ask, "What for Darfur?"

UN pretends to care, without arms to fight
Reports of massacres, camps daily blight
What will finally stop this war
I ask, "What for Darfur?"

An army of righteous, army with might
Disarm the Jonjuive enemy, day and night
Return the people to peace as before
I ask again, "What for Darfur?"