I thought how lucky I am,
I thought how sad they are;
I thought what's life without beautiful things,
I thought how bizarre life can be for them.
The fact is I know nothing,
The fact is they are just as happy;
The fact is they live thru to see the brutality,
The fact is they survived and accept whatevers left of it.
Angkor saw its 500 years of glory,
Khmer Rouge saw its 5 years of crimes against humanity;
They have the pride of history,
They have the tears of memory.
Dedicated to all the Kampuchea kids ... thank you for showing me what's important in life.
