Half the World

I walked through the streets of poverty
I gave the wealth of my heart to each one
There was nothing else left to do
My job here was done

I walked through the streets of despair
I gave hope to all those of cried
I made the best out of each ones problem
Dear Lord, I tried

I walked through the streets of sickness
Not scared to catch their disease
I cured everyone i found
I walked out of the streets with ease

I walked through the streets of ignorance
I explained the best i could
Most of them found regret
and joined the harmony of brotherhood

I walked through the streets of violence
I taught them the goodness of life
I was once again successful
When one of them dropped his knife

I walked through the streets of starvation
Fed them with all my love
It wasn`t much of a satisfaction
Yet i convinced them to look above

I walked through the streets of greed
Brought them love for one another
I convinced myself i did a good job
When i saw a stranger give money to his brother

I walked through the streets of hatred
It was hard for me to make them know
But i kept strong and started love
and all it did was grow

Dear God,
i walked through these streets of evil
And never will i feel regret
Because while half the word lives in joy
Half the world i will never forget.