Showing posts with label Thought. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Thought. Show all posts

Monday, 24 October 2011

It's A Shame

Oh! Why all these fighting and fussing?   
Why not stop the killing?                                                                                       
It's a very big shame                                                                                              
To see brother fighting brother                                                                             
And sometimes, father against son                                                                           
I am very sorry it seems too late                                                                             
But then, we need to turn around                                                                           
Getting up to make a change                                                                                  
Yes! A change for betterment                                                                                  
Because it's a shame                                                                                                
How the human race is living                                                                             
This yoke must be broken                                                                                       
And we must recover all the lost                                                                         
That's why I wrote this poem                                                                                  
Just to inform you about                                                                                       
What brother Joseph said                                                                            
That it's a shame before the Almighty                                                              
To see the people fighting in the street

The Difference

i believe in a difference
so i never live in pretense
its never on a silver-platter
so i always keep it tight like the plaster
a change must surely come
and the world may every scam
just turn round side by side
you may find where to ride
because the difference
is always our reference
never give up the fight
but rather hold it tight
and never scare in the dark
and or separate the white from the black
which makes no difference

Right Thing

Don't let them tell you
It is impossible
To do what is right
Never hesitate
To do what is right
Never mind the cost
But rather the benefit
When you stand for the truth
They will scorn you for that
But that shouldn't
Be your setback
Rather strive even harder
Till you always do what is right
Because it pays to