They spend millions of dollars in war while their children are dying from hunger and disease. The few that survive are living with donations from rich countries and remittances sent by relatives in many parts of the world. Yet they walk on red carpets when they pay visit to some of the countries that claim to be pioneers of freedom and democracy.

In the barren lands of the East
They are fighting a dirty war
But in the shadows of despair
Their children are dying out
Are they leaders of a nation?
Or are they killers of a nation
Is politics a shield to hide from death?
Or is it a license to kill the innocent?
In the eyes of fear shock is the sparkle