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Misery
MISERY Life and death Entails the other When I die where will I go? So I wonder? What is life? And the essence of living If the world was created free Why are we not giving? The air that we breathe will pass away with time And we shall take no silver with us Not even a dime When your time is up And your heart stops beating And light becomes dark And your mouth stops eating And our soul departs To a place yet unknown But our flesh nourishes the soil See how big the trees have grown For fate is marked with cruelty But why have you treated me so? Quench my fire Like a candle wind blow Lonely hearts In homely carts Isolated in the world of greed Yet we have naked women and babies With nothing to feed And wretched men in need Wallowing in hopelessness Scourges afflict the earth Once green like olives A man’s success is measured By his control over the soil This makes my blood to boil Because I eat not from my toil And everyday I am a prisoner Trapped in the labyrinth of misery I pray that one day all of these Will become history
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