while the world it felt had come tumbling down

from the top brought we were down



recalling our corporate achievements known, while some unknown

a new turn of events took shape, had to our fate govern



by strange combinations, to a new destiny we were flown

our senses do question again, is this why we were down



asking again, this corporate world, strangely do people govern

my soul screams, these shackles I want to break, and fly the unknown



where peace prevails, no grudge, no jealousy, no people frown

where when a friend is hurt, with sincerity one would mourn



this corporate world, you will find jokers, and many a clown

every second a person, would want to have on his head some kind of a crown



God, what have we done to your world, where man pits against man, his own

where time is measured not by smiles, but how much work gets done with a frown



God, help me, God, give me the sense and strength to fly the unknown

where I can hold a child's hand, and tell, the world is much better than what you have known