When Would You Change

When would you change? Change for better, And stop saying after. It will not make better, Your life is in bitter. Your father is at the farm toil and moil, Working so hard to break the soil. Every job you dodge away, Everything you term it as a play. When would he enjoy overtime? All your life is playing game. Nothing will make you cope, All you life is hope. You are insatiable, Without any responsible. All the good things you like, But life is full of fake. Living in allusion, Without any mission. When would you change? Change for better, And stop saying after. It will not make better, You life is in bitter. You never read letter, Hope you shatter, Peace you scatter, Depend on your brother. Blaming your mother, For not giving you money, To make the journey. When would you change? Change for better, And stop saying after. It will not make better, Your life is in bitter. You have to start now, Never let your parent down. Time is gone, What have you done? What have you get? But only regret. By P.Bah