Teardrops falling from the sky,
I have seen the Goddess cry,
Head hanging low as she weeps,
Into the earth her tears do seep,
To mingle with the blood of dead,
As streets become rivers of red.

Cities become battlegrounds,
And echo with the anguishing sounds,
Of parents dying in the street,
Their children fallen at their feet,
As peace is delayed another day,
By those who are safe and far away.

Politicians talk but nothing is done,
Meanwhile another falls beneath the gun,
In the name of peace mankind has killed,
The blood of innocents we have spilled.
And so I see the Goddess cry,
Teardrops falling from the sky.