UNEASE WORLD
This world never know peace
Where few are rich and powerful
And many are hungry and poor.
Those who are rich and wealthy
Try to sell the breathe which
Nature gives for free and for all.
The many poor and the needy toil
Day and night in vain,
The tears that flows from their eyes
And the sweat that comes from their
Body are for all but some people
Wants others to pay the price and pay
The homage to them whilst they remain
Peaceful and joyful without working nor sowing.
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