Hopelessly Living
by Parizo Van Thulare
What is the use of imploring whilst the sky is dark ?
What is the use of waiting when those that lead care less of us ?
We the poor are always criticized
Those in the 1st class carriage are on the safest side
What is the use of hoping whilst my heart is red of weeping pains ?
What is the use of counting stars whilst the rest are covered by these selfish clouds ?
What is the use of praying whilst those that I get play dices with me ?
For how long have I been saying grace
Whilst I lose those that I love ?
For how long shall I keep on starring at the hands of the law ?
Whilst my mates run with bachelors
It's either bribe or you remain behind
With no connection there is none to find
Was I praying for such badluck ?
Or when I pray I make a face of a duck ?
I've been taken for granted is fine
I've been suffering with benignity
yet I draw the line
My journey to being holy stops here
That face of frowny stays here
I will pick one on my way up
Copyright © Paris Thulare | Year Posted 2019
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