Helpless to the ruthless
They try to live it flawless,
Sadly they end up worthless
And when they all done
Fully done with the demand,
They are dammed
And helplessly stand to the sand.
They raise their demand
Solely up the sand,
And down the drain,
They wastely drain.
Helpless to the sand,
To a dark corner they stand.
Helpless to the sand,
No one to lend a hand,
Thrown in to a reprimand,
I think I'll go mad,
This writing ain't as glad.
Helpess to the sand,
In the after life is where they'll stand.
Helpless to the ruthless,
This is life,i must confess.
Helpless,
Hopeless,
No future, i also guess,
They dress to impress,
To the sand they die of stress.
Smile,it's the ghetto,
And surving is the only motto.
Bard mwendwa 🍀
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