David Wood (07 April 1950 / London)
Oh Korea, when will you be one
When will the stain of the North go?
Your people cry out in despair
And waiting for the world to love them.
The world feels for your hunger
And anguishes over your poverty
And cries 'change, open your borders'.
The blot on the landscape has to go.
Oh change, when will it happen?
The world is waiting to welcome you
As brother into their arms.
Oh Korea, when will you be one?
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