Eternal Poetry (Rap)

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Who decided that businessmen and popular artists must be treated like gods

And the ones who provide us with food and water are nothing but moths?

Why is it that the MNCs and the shopping malls grow so tall

While equality in people's income continue to fall?

Why do I ask questions for which I got no answer to tell

Why can't I look at the world and say for once that 'all is well'?

Why do the poor become thinner and the rich hoard and grow swell

How do I plan to save the world, when I have got nothing to sell

It is true that I'm not yet broke, I have still got my Dell

But I don't belong to them elite, I never really made it so I never fell

I try shining around the light but I'm just an impostor filled with venom and spite

I believe my words but I don't expect anyone else to believe them, its alright

I've changed much over the years yet I return to the same rhyme, same spite

Of how injustice prevails all over this world, but people behave as if it's completely right.