Dear Mr. President (Pink)

I believe these are verses we can each relate to, not only “Mr President”. A call for self-awakening, the scenarios described are things each of us should contribute a little thought to. Every time we ride our comfy cars to school, whine about how our jeans aren’t in fashion or yell at our mothers/maids for not serving our favourite item on the breakfast table – we should think twice. It doesn’t take much to realise, and it takes less to do something about it. I think this is a number we can all learn a thing or two about ourselves from.

Dear Mr. President
Come take a walk with me
Let’s pretend we’re just two people and
You’re not better than me
I’d like to ask you some questions if we can speak honestly

What do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street
Who do you pray for at night before you go to sleep
What do you feel when you look in the mirror
Are you proud

How do you sleep while the rest of us cry
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye
How do you walk with your head held high
Can you even look me in the eye
And tell me why

Dear Mr. President
Were you a lonely boy
Are you a lonely
How can you say
No child is left behind
We’re not dumb and we’re not blind
They’re all sitting in your cells
While you pay the road to hell

What kind of father would take his own daughter’s rights away
And what kind of father might hate his own daughter if she were gay
I can only imagine what the first lady has to say
You’ve come a long way from whiskey and cocaine

How do you sleep while the rest of us cry
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye
How do you walk with your head held high
Can you even look me in the eye

Let me tell you bout hard work
Minimum wage with a baby on the way
Let me tell you bout hard work
Rebuilding your house after the bombs took them away
Let me tell you bout hard work
Building a bed out of a cardboard box
Let me tell you bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
You don’t know nothing bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
How do you sleep at night
How do you walk with your head held high
Dear Mr. President,you’d never take a walk with me
Hmmm, would you

How do you sleep at night
How do you walk with your head held high
Dear Mr. President
You’d never take a walk with me

Photo By: Sabhanaz Rashid Diya

  1. #1 by Duane Kross on April 2, 2009 - 11:10 pm

    I Love This Song… so real and so true

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