In the streets of wilderness
I hear their cries for freedom
Also the laughs and enjoyment
Of those lusty souls
In the streets of wilderness
I hear the unspoken words
The suppressed dream
and many young souls
with a spirit to fight
In the streets of wilderness
I hear them turn instantly into adulthood
In the streets of wilderness
I visit many smiling faces
Hiding deepest desires
To be happy but the sadness
Of their eyes catches my attention
In the streets of wilderness
I hear a loud cry for help
Wanting no money no fame
But a name a status to live
In the streets of wilderness
I hear the future going into
Darkest time
In the streets of wilderness
I hear destruction of our Mother Earth
In the streets of wilderness
their lives somebodyโs
mother, sister, and a wife
who live confined in a cage
of othersโ desires
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