Don't tell me it's not happening,
don't say you can not see.
Don't claim that you know nothing
of a people wanting to be free.
Don't say you can not hear the cries
from across the Timor Sea.
I know you would if you could,
if you knew:
but you don't, so you wont.
Your ears are blocked by drilling rigs,
your eyes are soiled with oil.
Your mind is filled with terror-
your heart is lined with greed,
so you wont help our Timor comrades
in their hour of greatest need.