Old Man Yet Working

Old men yet working Is not funny any more This ghetto life We living How can we survive Under this men For tomorrow with this Evil is a disaster When one work till Old age Tell me what is the Meaning of rest to the Soul with this grief In the ghetto the old Still hustle For even it kids still Strive for nothing With an empty pocket He serve his government His government promise a Pension at old age they say they got No pension money now Economy on crisis they Always say Like a reason Now the old need Work more as In the beginning Till now in the ghetto Is not funny any more It never seize not as obvious It seen men Old men yet working