Life is dotted with ironies
Giving us nothing but worries

With sensual ****** and throbbing of waist
Life is giving, joy renewed and nothing is waste

We bring life into this world with funfair
But the begotten arrives in agony because nothing is fair

Some roam the streets from dawn to dusk and still end up on empty stomachs
Others without having to move a finger have the best of life’s goodies yet stress and ulcer niche in their stomachs
Where on earth is the balance between life and death?
Where on earth is the state of equality between riches and dearth?

Show me my beloved where equity exist on earth
And I will show you where the worries of life berth