See the mother
Her vacant eyes
Belly Bloated
And freckled with flies
Damned is this barren
Land of blood and dust
Where no pearl millet
Can reap harvest
Don’t turn away
Don’t turn away, don’t
Mother, mother, mother
Your suffering in silence
Shall be heard
‘Neath a giant
Baobob tree
Janjaweed gather
For the merciless deed
What once was murder
Is now genocide
By guns and attrition
And apathy’s appetite
Don’t turn away
Don’t turn away, don’t
Mother, mother, mother
Your suffering in silence
Far too long ignored
Your suffering in silence
Shall be heard
Shall be heard
Shall be heard
[Thanks to madmuse for adding these lyrics]