jueves, 17 de junio de 2010

Un Propósito: Educación para salir de la Pobreza, y por una mejor Calidad de Vida

No más guerra, más educación.

¿Has pensado cuantos miles de millones
hemos usado de nuestros impuestos
para el pago de recompensas?

¿Y cuantas vidas pudieran haberse salvado
con ese dinero invertido en salud y educación?


"Un niño cuya madre sepa leer

tendrá un 50% más de posibilidades
de llegar a la edad de cinco años"



1 GOL es una campaña que, a través de la popularidad del fútbol, persigue que la educación de todas las personas sea un logro perdurable de la Copa del Mundo de la FIFA 2010.

Junto con los futbolistas, los aficionados y las organizaciones benéficas de todo el mundo, podemos hacer un llamamiento a los dirigentes mundiales para que hagan posible la educación de 72 millones de niños y niñas antes de 2015.


Participa: http://www.join1goal.org/home.php







So
In the beginning there was hum
From a poet whose pulse fell
Drum drum drum!

He would perform prayers and all
Till one day he heard a voice call
Come come come!

Suspicious he moved with vicious caution
Dismisses, he thinks it's a little off

People get held back
By the voice inside them

Yo
The voice said I'm poised to speak inside you
Rejoice and please let me invite you
To evil, greed and lies too

Yeah
Confusing days he moved in ways he soon became a Kuuni
Boom boom boom
And knock on his door his lord is no more
And knock on his door his soul is no more

La la la la- yeah
La la la la- that was in the beginning
La la la la- as the story goes on
La la la la

So so so
The poet's got a proposal
He would always hope but never know
What it feels to be free

He would be the frozen imposed as the chosen on all those opposing
But he would be greedy
That's got him there
He's power hungry and proud too

People don't care, people just scared
People don't care, people just prayer

La la la la - yeah
La la la la- that was in the beginning
La la la la- there was a hum
La la la la- and things change
La la la la

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Say
It's better to light a candle than to curse the dark
In the eyes of the youth there are question marks
Like freedom
Freedom for the mind and soul
We don't see them
See them for their worth at all
That's why we lead them
Lead them to these wars and what is it we feed them
Feed them our impurities and who it is we treat them
Treat them like the enemy humanity will need them
Need them like the blood we spill and where freedom

Freedom for the hearts we fill
Mislead them
They hunger for the love we give
But we cheat them

The cops beat them when all he wants is his freedom
So they defeat them
Whatever spirit he's got
Beat them

And they teach them that the rest of the world don't need him
And he believes it's a disease that he's heathen
Put up your fists if all you want is freedom
Put up your fists if all you want is



La la la la- That was in the beginning
La la la la- And things change
La la la la

Yeah, yeah, yeah
And we keep holding on
And we keep being strong
And we keep going on
And on and on and on
(x4)




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