Crosses In My Eyes

A land full of plenty ,yet they suffer, Which makes me confused like naughty loafer, Children battling with hunger makes me cry, While few wild baboons suck the nation dry. They travel to foreign lands to lavish the nation’s wealth,which makes them look foolish, while honest and good ones labor in vain, the gluttons feed their bellies with much gain. Dishonesty of souls add to this sadness, When would the deeds of men bring me gladness?, Ants and bees swim in betrayal without a fine, Hatred and greed rejoice with a glass of wine. Injustice coated with love and passion, Stealing and deceit are now real fashion, As my heart tinges for a cure at last, Pain and poverty linger like in the past.