Glad to share this with you all, so with WHEN, I want to inspire some optimism. Enjoy.
When will the world be free?
Free from lies
Free from hate
Free from penury
Free from injustice
When will tatters disappear
When will unshod feet disappear
When will the smiles return
To faces long desolate?
When will our gutters stop stinking
When will our streets stop flooding
When will batcha stop existing
When will the peasant have comfort?
Is it a dream to hope
For when childhood dreams come alive
Is it a dream to hope
That our lives are enmeshed in love?
Stolen produce, falsified records
The lucky few get fatter
Others emaciate
They turn their backs
Like they never knew want
Must the honest die
For the liars to flourish
Must our hearts be punctured
By the swordy darkness of our world
Must our smiles lack the fresh warmth of the hearth?
To live is to hope
To hope is to act
To act is to gain
When will the world be free?
Niffy.
