What do you see when you look at me A man who is happy Living life, carefree. I am not homeless poor or unhealthy Life is good And in realty I'm wealthy. I am not in a war starving and forlorn looking for shelter Wishing I wasn't born. Living in democracy not fearing each day In a Country that's safe in its own special way. No fear for my children They will survive no brother has been killed They are all alive. Scared to waken up to a brand-new day explosions the norm In the brutal foray. No Screaming children when you open your door no man or woman Dead on the floor. Food is a plenty in our cosy domain we take it for granted Just like the rain. Thank your lucky stars you face no pain Thousands are suffering In the main.