Have we forgotten how to care
And how to give a ****
Our people go without
There's hunger in our land

The haves have excessively much
And hold on to it tight
The have-nots have so little
That they can’t afford to fight

The winds of change are blowing cold
On humanity's naked face
We just blew 800 billion dollars
To bail out problematic banks

Watch as children starve
A lack of interest takes the stage
Women still lack equality
Another black man killed today

But we can't afford such mercy
'Cause were financing another war
Have we forgotten how to care
And what this life is for?

I heard your fingers point at metaphors
that confused your mind.
I saw your comfort become woven
around the mask you wear,
when like you failed to find.

What if I told you of those hidden scars
those words could simply free?
Would you become a reflection
of the sun, or pretend
you don't hear me?

Mere concept of childhood fascinated her,
Games that her friends played attracted her,
Memories of others hinging on comical anecdotes captivated her.

Endless discussions of the 'good times' made her meet solitude,
Scarcity of happiness made her meet darkness,
Perennial realisations of sorrow made her meet regret.

She detested the way life abused her childhood,
She hated the way life snatched the chance of having memories,
She envied the way life didn't let her know 'fun'.

She regretted her existence,
For she never had a chance of being happy,
Of being free like a bird,
Of being independent and satisfied.

She was a girl,
Who grew up in the most atrocious of times,
Who faced the loneliest of nights,
She's the girl, who grew up, before it was time.