Most are dead already
Long before they died
They are just waiting
Their turn to be fried

Rather than living
Most are doing time
Without committing
Even a single crime

I was approaching to say hi
When I saw you in the mall
But next to you was the guy
You shouldn’t have married at all

Take a sip from the wine
And just try to stay calm
There is nothing divine
In this counterfeit realm

I see you don’t believe me
Asking “what about god”
Ignorance killed him, silly
Religions are now flawed

Whichever direction you look from
From the prow or from the stern
I was fighting for us, not you crumb
Hence-forwards, it’s only your turn

One day a guy from the crowd
Gave this rich guy a fair shake
And made the billions feel proud
By just throwing that whole cake

Bank accounts are poor
Yet, bankers are rich
A crisis for sure
Don’t belong to each