Questions

What about the believers with no belief? The weak and the bereaved The sick with no source of heal Orphans and the poor, all looking up to him Lovers with spite and no form of relief Secrets tomorrow conceals, with no way to be redeemed What about earth dying under our feet People trying not to accept defeat The ones with pains and thoughts trying not to be seen The ones with solutions and no way to begin Hustle and bustle, all ending with lien We then wonder why life seems so hard to live Ever wondered why the ones with eyes seize to see Joy begins from within, as we believe But pains and grieve never make it glee They say the sky is the limit, Why not pass the sky and continue the trip You are never limited to your dreams, Until you limit yourself.