We got soul
We got life
O
(@) (@)
! ! ! !
($) ($)
But
We run for money ($$)
Couple of papers
With some denominations
Ruling us
We are having no time
To know about sufferings
Of others
24 hours a day
Still no time
To have something
For us
Running for the money
M for money
Rich becoming Richer
Poor becoming poorer
But who will take those
Papers at the end
We come like a ray
And leave like a ray
No baggages are allowed
You have to take your
Final flight
No medicine No food
Jul 30, 2014
Jul 30, 2014 at 11:06 PM UTC
We got soul
We got life
O
(@) (@)
! ! ! !
($) ($)
But
We run for money ($$)
Couple of papers
With some denominations
Ruling us
We are having no time
To know about sufferings
Of others
24 hours a day
Still no time
To have something
For us
Running for the money
M for money
Rich becoming Richer
Poor becoming poorer
But who will take those
Papers at the end
We come like a ray
And leave like a ray
No baggages are allowed
You have to take your
Final flight
No medicine No food
Thought of other side of life
A reality that deviates me
From this world
Why we are different
Based on the money we own
At the end all have
The same flight journey.
Confused
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