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Look At The Children

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Look at the children down in the street
Dust in their hair and dust on their feet,
Light in their eyes, expectant and free,
Jumping and running to their destiny.
What is the future,
What is the future they'll see?

Will they see tyrants enthroned in the land?
Will they see science—their future all planned?
Will they see peace, or will they see war?
Will they hear famine knocking at the door?
What is the future,
What is the future they'll see?

Man soars through space to distant stars,
Yet to his neighbour, he lives behind prison bars.

What kind of power are men going to wield?
Will we show now that hate can be healed?
Can we turn steely softness to care?
Could we bring answers,
Hope where there's despair?
What is the future,
What is the future we'll see?

Look at the children down in the street,
Dust in their hair and dust on their feet,
Light in their eyes, expectant and free,
Jumping and running to their destiny.
What is the future—
What kind of future—
What is the future they'll see?

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