Living in the woods during the night
Near a narrow river which isn't right;
To the well being of mankind,
For it is hygienically unclean as i find
Shameful it is to see him
Looking in the bins in day time
Busy continuing like this;
Striving for survival,
For the rest of his life.
To god i pray to bless thy,
Make thee smile and not cry.
Even though i see no tears....
But deep down one hears;
How painful it is
With a situation like this
To god i ask if it's fair;
To live in a place of fresh air,
But see no life in this world....
No joy, no happiness, no smile 'till you're
old
If so, make it fair to all
For the sake of all
