What s this life void of zeal
We have no heart to anneal and congeal
No wish to abdicate the evil
And remain as long as devil
No courage to stop when evil we pass
Where culprits hide their knifes in the grass
No eyes to see in broad day light
Societies full of like lights at night
No light to illuminate the dark
Where might gets the right
No string to turn them right
And watch their feet,how can they alight
No spark to kindle them at night
Where they don't have any back light
A poor life this is , void of zeal
We have no heart to anneal and congeal