Beggars in the pavement asking for alms; Vagabonds continuously wandering; Street children with nothing to eat just lick their palms; These states of living are so shattering.
Avaricious keep on acquiring riches Not caring how others are feeling; Such a bunch of leeches Being parasitic, doing nothing but stealing.
With head bowed down, we lament 'Coz we are still trapped by our past Did not dare to feel any enjoyment Go through each day so fast.
This world we are living Full of dilemmas and sorrows But all we do is self-pitying Instead of doing things for better tomorrows.
Lived with an intention to avenge Treated this whole life as if it is a big challenge.
Just the sorrowful side of life. But, hey, I'm not really sad (or feeling sad) when I wrote this. :)