THOUGHTS OF LIFE

Image from Google I think over and over again And still my heart cannot contain All the heights that we attain All the things that we obtain How long can they sustain? How much can we retain? All our leaders campaign And after their victory is certain They all pop champagne Then they seek for what to gain And forget the nation's pain If anyone should complain Cops lead him to detain Even our clerics are not plain Though they pray on the mountain They still walk on evil lane A swindler, who will retain? A murderer, who will ordain? So worshippers become insane The poor man sell sugarcane But poverty will always remain 'Cause it's the poor that buy the sugarcane Meanwhile some folks spend currency of Britain Money falls into their house like rain Some fetch the money from bloody fountain You think my words are not germane? Now let me explain Birth is an airplane Death is a locomotive train Birth brought us from the Sovereign Death will...