I am hurt by life and the horror I am
tragedy follows my heart it will not go
I cry for them all they never know
the sad little boy who dies without care
a family loses a son, lay stabbed and bare
a young girl dies from bulimia her fullness is empty
Anorexia nervosa a starving disease barely seen
foreigners I hear them scream
take our jobs and everything
then I read a story of a lady that weeps
sworn at and cursed by abuse, she never sleeps
another boat person running from fear
to enter the uk how they vary dare
to want to live and care
children suffering cancer is rife
lovely man for 60 years loses his wife
still the rich can afford to laugh
a homeless family cannot have a bath
I’m still this pathetic weakened man
should toughen up is what they say
real men don’t show themselves like you do
so desperate in the loneliness I feel
not understood by anyone still
I will cry because that’s what I must
while others walk on without a single fuss
I know this world is not what I feel
when there is so much suffering everywhere still
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