HOPELESS

I don't know where to start from
neither where to end when I start
nor how to go about it

life is looking like a piece of shit
that our hits
are found in an endless pit

We don't know whom to question to get what we want to know
The people we thought could help us are found somewhere else
having it all to themselves
forgetting they're shepherds to a flock of sheep

beasts are attacking, killing and feeding on the flock
the cries of the flock are not heard by the shepherds

a dog backing in a hot afternoon which is weird to the owner
but refuses to check out what caused the backing of his dog
he rather leaves his dog to fight it out on its own

is this the kind of life we ever wanted?
and whatever we pleaded
they think they're not needed

here we are, restless
hoping for something better to happen,
but we end up being hopeless
recklessness everywhere, because owners ain't worthy to be owners of property