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