He is like a virus I wish I never encountered
snuggling under my skin
digging his nails inside my veins
clamping on to my insides
the longer i allow it, the harder it is to remove
i try to scrape out all the residue
but he always grow back
Building a cement house inside my soul
leaving me swollen
congested with anticipation
I can't escape this sickness
The more I regress the more illuminated it gets
It feeds off my sorrow
Slurps up my happiness
And leaves me with nothing
Just a body with cold blood inside
I like it better this way
I rather feel nothing instead of this
You love me?
I am tortured by you.

A world of hurt, a world of pain,
Where money grants power, beauty and fame.
How much is a life truly worth?
Does business really value planet Earth?

Plundered landscapes,
Ruined towns,
Broken families,
Childhood frowns.

Societies run on victimization,
Depravity rife throughout the nation.
Corrupt Politicians, lawyers and banks,
Streets governed with soldiers and tanks.

Look at the world you think you know,
Watch nature die and economy grow.
Witness the truth with your own two eyes,
As the soul of Africa withers and dies.

It's lost children,
Starving, dying, still, in this generation,
No food, no food,
No basic education.

When the last forest finally falls,
Will it be greeted with rapturous applause?
It's time to wake up to the truth,
Before there's nothing left for the youth.