Life

Life has many faces
To the poor it is oblivious and unnecessary
Life has a face of poverty
Suffering so much almost eating faeces
Above your natural scores

It is like lying in a deep pit
And trying to struggle out of it
You shout and wail for help
But nobody seems to hear my yelp
Nor any heart wanton to care
Because poverty is sickening cause
They all pretend not to know you are there!

And turn thier backs on you
With scornful mockery and jeers
But even when they know
While you lie still there
like an island forsaken;

But to the rich,
Life is a reality of sweetest dreams
Life is a prince with a face of silver and golds
Everybody want to know where you are
They all want to dance to your tune

All want hear your own word
Everybody want to see your spotless face
And you are always the apple of the eyes
The very toast of his race
In the hearts of those depressed dredges
The choices being that holds the joker of life
You simply dictates the melody of life!