How much louder must I cry out for you to feel the pain you have caused me? This relationship is a hard one I don't know how I manage it for so long My body is filled with bruises and I can hardly keep the storm from destroying my foundation In the west and the east they fight over me but I still try to remain faithful to each and everyone Recently however I noticed that many of my broken bones will never mend to become one  These foreign substances you have allowed to exploit my body For many years I have given the best of myself to you but not much good it has done The highest bidder will come and my body will be owned by another foreign land  The children I bring into this world have turn their backs on me My body is polluted,my blood is weak, I can barely make ends meet Yet some of you throw stones at me when I can't give you anything to eat Why do you continue to abuse me when I have done you no wrong? What if I decide to stop lending you my hands to keep your houses stand