Somewhere, a nymph-like platinum blond
resplendant in a sleek Versace evening number is sashaying
into that trendy restuarant, clutching that priceless Gucci purse

Somewhere, a nymph-like terrified woman
in dusty blood splattered Niqāb with a tattered woven bag on
her back, clutches the hands of two dusty kids along a dusty path

Somewhere, a man in black Armani tuxedo
cream Chinese silk shirt and snake-skin loafers hops into a
gleaming Ferrari, the scent is Creed Aventus and he has a hot date

Somewhere, an ashen faced sweaty man
in ragged dusty tunic and ***** trainers is running helter-
skelter, he is looking for his wife and two little kids in dusty rubbles

Somewhere, in grand State buildings
and lavish residential homes, tall short portly thin suited men
talk, give orders, arrange meetings and give interviews to the Media

And on a lava hot molten crevice in Hell
the Devil stands and rubs his gnarled talons, gleefully cackling
see! how I **** em up, how I tease em, mess em up and play with em
give to some and not the others
confuse them and divide the **** outta em
And the ****** fools call themselves Humans and God's children and talk about LOVE....!!!