Just biting my tongue
So words will not slip out
Like rock thus
Water gush out
Like a drop of ocean
Upon a mankind

Just shutting my eyes
Wide open
So not to see that child
Cry as if in an oven
Haven seen heaven
We were given
Turned to hell driven

Just closing my ears
With candle's wax
So they won't ask with axe
If I heard the ululation
In the nation
Where lullabies in the days of yore
Is now lamentation for all.

Just crossing my hands
But I can't
'Cos even if I do my pen rants
Like a child who learnt a new
Rhyme, chant.
For that child who in the
Street cry

Even if we can't help,
Lets try
For the river down their cheek
Dry
Even if it is one, try

A job for life,
   that's what was advertised.
But I was just a penny in the slot.

Mine wasn't as shinny as the others.
     Even though I was on top of my work.
Just because I didn't shine up to those above me.

Ok, I wasn't the silver coin, I wasn't even bronze.
                 But they tainted me, because I wasn't
the right side of a flipped coin.

And just like that I was the penny in the poor box..


Why was I of less worth than those
                       that never excelled..
   I never put a word wrong.
          never gargling *****,
         sniffing the cheeks of brown refuse.

But still I'm in the food bank,
                 like Oliver,

         Can I have some more sir...

I'll never delve to the depravity of others..
         feeding glutinous egos..
        
They can starve, I'll find a worth among
the wasted, and show that I'm more than
what's needed.
                                                I have worth..

But for now I'll be on the bread line,
                cooking my own..
And even though now I've not risen,
         I'll show what time cooks..
I'm more than my last resamay..

I 'll never understand where quality of slavery
            means I'm less of worth...

You think your poor,
   I had to lick an iron bar for my vitamins..

And lets not even go to why
                my lips where always orange.

I told people that the tan parlour
                                  got my order wrong...

You want to go where the cool kids go
You covet that old time rock and roll
Make a difference
Build a city
Run right to the top
And get rich-filthy
But if you think you represent high society
Allow for me to serve you some reality
When you think you'll finally have resting time
Hang it all, you'll be stuck with five ex-wives

You crave to go where celebrities go
Something us poor kids will never know
You want to make a difference
Change history
Something new of yourself
A new kid to be
But if you think success will raise you up early
Life will move right through you, thick as it can be
If you think you can make it home on time
Find your light
And shut it down.
You'll be alright

O’ my Dear
Do not fear
All the burden
All the sorrow
Just bear

Your tears are precious
Don’t let it waste
Save it, collect it
Wait for the time to come
Then use your anger to boil it

O’ my Dear
Let your tears to
Become steam
Such steam has power to
Burn Kings and their Kingdom

Such steam has power to
Turn the entire empire upside down
So don’t be in haste
Wait for the time to come
Transform your tears into warfare weapons

So my Dear
Don’t cry, bear the brunt
Recognize the Power of Tears
Then conquer the evil
Change the world

Create a world full of joy
No Sorrow, No Burden
Joy and Joy forever
Peace and calm everywhere
Happiness, Happiness everywhere

Life is getting rough again,
Tired, no longer tough within.
Breathe some deep sighs
Close your eyes
This is where the hero dies

Born to a mother with no father in sight.  
But my mother is everything I will need with my life

People are mean but kids are meaner
Taught me that love isn't worth it either.  
Made fun of you no matter what you wore
And no matter what you did

Dropping out of school seemed so easy
But I had to stay cause I liked making my family happy

Growing up was tough with barely any money.
But to everyone I seemed pretty okay
Years go by and I am still trying to find myself
But through the thorns those kids planted
It is hard to find anything but harm and hatred.  

Working crazy hours
Working crazy days.  
Only to find that it doesn't satisfy anything
Living each moment
Living each day
At some point I will be happy
All I have to do is wait.

Please bless the children,
all children everywhere;
Those who have full closets,
those who've nothing to wear.
~
Those who have warm beds,
those who sleep on the floor;
Those who receive attention,
those who are ignored.
~
Those who have full tummies,
those who hunger inside;
Those who know what love is,
those who are denied.
~
Those who laugh and play,
those who never smile;
Those who have sweet dreams,
those who's dreams defile.
~
Those with lots of love,
those who never feel;
Those who are quite healthy,
those who are quite ill.
~
Bless the little children,
where ever they may be;
Bless the little children,
bless them, if you please.

Had life’s purpose been to dream
I would’ve been the queen

But ‘stead I am mere begger
melting in sun’s sweet beam