What's In My Head Right Now

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I am currently listening to Casas de Carton. I suddenly remember the song while watching the hungry children in Africa in youtube. I don't know why children need to suffer like that at the their tender age. I want to reach them but I couldn't. I want to help them but how can I do that. If only I am wealthy, I will never have a second thought of helping those children. This world is getting worst because of its people who doesn't even care for one another. I can't afford to eat those delicious foods in the table while thinking of other people who have nothing to eat. Why do some people who have enough can't even try to extend a little help for those in need? As the song continue to pull every string in my heart, I couldn't help but to cry inside. Although I don't have much money still I survive every single day. I'm so thankful for what I have right now. For those children who suffers anywhere in the world,I pray that they will continue to fight to live because there is still hope for everyone who believes in God. Here is the English Translation Of the Song How sad, the rain is heard On the cardboard roofs How sadly my people live In the cardboard houses The worker comes decending Almost dragging his footsteps For the weight of suffering Look how much is the suffering Look how much the suffering weighs He leaves the pregnant woman above The city is below, And he loses himself in its tangle. Today is the same as yesterday It's a world without tomorrow. How sad, the rain is heard On the cardboard roofs. How sadly my people live In the cardboard houses. Children the color of my land With the same scars Millionaires of worms, and Therefore how sadly the children live In the cardboard houses. How sad, the rain is heard On the cardboard roofs. How sadly my people live In the cardboard houses. You're not going to believe But there are schools for dogs And they give them education So they don't bite the newsboys But the boss For years, many years He is biting the worker. How sad, the rain is heard On the cardboard roofs. How far away, passes a hope In the cardboard houses. Thank you for reading.