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We Starve
Like in a dungeon we live Full of hostility and high charges of stuffs With no sign of induction and reduction As if we were victims of famine The rainbows of intercession speak not And the markets missing their right positions In our little wages we battle with the economy But it seems it's overcoming us Starve! Starve!! Starve!!! We the people starve! Our entrusted statesmen speak in silence And the self-absorbed merchants trade-off Not knowing their fiats would fix some aspects. Sometimes, we reason if for any cause to choose Or are there not bona fide folks in the bar to judge? Because we are hungry and weary! It has drowned us in the sea devoid of hope and confidence to live For we are afraid to face the fate. Starve! Starve!! Starve!!! We the people starve! O' yes, we cry for a transformation So that we can dance as a generation. The economy has become tougher, That if a head earns a thing— to feed his parts It'll be of no satisfaction. Insomuch that this is happening, we are done with no good: But some are seduced to unlawful acts; While some are willing to chide till eternity. If ethics drive into our predicament, We shouldn't be starved: Our need calls for an earthly saviour Who could bestow us redemption For we starve. Starve! Starve!! Starve!!! We the people starve.
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