...the world of OURS
like filths in the GUTTER
most times I can't help but WONDER
is there hope in the wind for a BROTHER
a lone tree in the wilderness left to SUFFER?
even worse, it has to give shades to the OTHERS
all the goods, the rich's GOT IT
the poor's dreams/hopes trunked in his BUGATI
we indeed need a better PLACE
a fair PLAY by the nature in this GAME for all to put a smile on the FACE
cos nothing worse than exist without LIVING
the wind pipes get you sneeze just so you're BREATHING
it's worthless loosing the air on pile of WISHES
from afar, we see the better ends but never cross the BRIDGES
if this were WAR, it's the poor's LOSS and the rich's WON
they keep the trophies while we kill each other over the CRUMPS
but we could help by being smarter than being DUMB
cos nothing's left for survival but the good hearts that BOND