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A song for the world's children - listen to it here
Lyrics:
Watermelon seeds
(George Papavgeris, August 2004)
You see them running in the playground
You see them splashing in the mud
Pulling at mother's skirt at checkouts
Or screaming till they freeze your blood.
For some a curse, for some a blessing;
Some call them names much more unkind.
But when I see them all together
I've got to tell you they remind
Me of watermelon seeds,
Just little watermelon seeds,
A million million little kids,
They're only watermelon seeds.
Their pictures in a billion wallets
Or standing on some mantlepiece.
Or on the news, or on some posters
Pleading for food, asking for peace.
They come in every size and colour,
Their little lives have just begun.
But you can see it in their faces:
New hope in each and every one.
They're watermelon seeds.
Just little watermelon seeds,
A million million little kids,
They're only watermelon seeds.
Inside each one there is an angel
Seeing the world with trusting eyes
And it depends on those around him
Whether that angel lives or dies.
In every child there is a promise
That needs so little to come true.
You'll understand if you remember
The child that years ago was you.
They're watermelon seeds,
Just little watermelon seeds,
A million million little kids,
They're only watermelon seeds.
So when you're planning for the future
In children's eyes you'll find the clue.
In all you do you must remember
The future is for them, not you.
And it's not toys, and it's not money,
That helps them till they're fully grown.
A little love, a little water
And treating each one as your own.
They're watermelon seeds.
Just little watermelon seeds,
A million million little kids,
They're only watermelon seeds.