Lives
are lost, tears are shed,
War
makes people live in dread;
Yearning
for a crumb of bread
The
fear of living hangs by a thread.
Days
may go, months may pass,
The
sands of time always a crass,
Whatever,
wherever… Life is a toss,
Heads
or tails, the moment is our boss.
Bliss
or sorrow, none to share,
‘Cause
there’s no soul left to care;
Left
with no one – alone and bare,
Speak
to yourself, would you dare?
Greed
does push for more and more – And
Hate
and despair fill to the core;
Love
and joy are shown the door – As
Lust
for dosh comes to the fore.
Gossip
fills in, humans pry,
Making
the world dull and dry;
Come
on, my friend, don’t you cry,
We
will unite, let us try.
