This Crazy World
In this crazy world,
half dead from dereliction
half brutalised from deprivation
half drowned in a sea of greed
half devoured by perpetual need.
Where
war shrieks from East to West
famine seldom seems to rest
hunger stalks the layman's life
poverty kills with a silent knife.
We find
a pompous pampered arrogant clique
live a life that's smooth and sleek
far removed from want and fear,
bought with another's sweat and tear.
Yet
not a word do they speak
to aid the fallen or the weak
preferring to kneel at luxury's shrine
repeating their mantra, "This is mine".
Now watch them
peddle lies of tongue and pen
slyly hoard their plunder then
with spurious sanctimonious phrase
shed crocodile tears at man's malaise.
Where
is it written that masses must sweat
deprivation and misery a constant threat
covering the world in measureless wealth
so the few can plunder with avid stealth?
In friedship
let's clasp each human hand
with compassion try to understand
our differences, our hopes, our fears
dragging mankind from this sea of tears.
Creating
a world where justice flowers
the many reap the fruits of toiling hours
a world of sharing, tending the others need
an end to privilege, plunder and greed.
