Children, children, can you hear me cry?
These are my tears streaking the sky.
Children, children, can you hear me roar?
The pain is searing, the pain is raw.
Children, children, can you feel me choke?
On all this plastic, all this smoke.
Children, children, can you feel me scream?
I miss icy oceans and grass so green.
Children, children, can you feel the heat?
It’s burning all over; my face, my feet.
Children, children, can you promise me
that you will be different, will set me free?
Children, children, I’ll be here forever
if you make a promise to make me feel better.
Children, children, if you give me your word
I will give you my all – I will give you the world.
Casia Wiliam
