In this land only few can be seen as wealthy
The gap between rich and poor is unhealthy
All the misery-burdened people and creatures
Try to make ends meet out of pretty much nothing
The penury that the poor are facing
Swallows hope for a life that’s amazing
They live month to month barely paying their bills
And eat for dinner only headache pills
Every desperate soul that has no buffer
Spastically runs in circles and suffers
Stuck in the now with no option for prospect
To escape destitution and finally prosper
The decades of all this indigence
Keep piling up as a giant mount
It grows from the tears and desperate shouts
From the helpless sighs that escape poor-men’s mouths
