I am Poor
I am so poor
that in the underworld I live in,
when I look up from the very bottom,
I can’t even see the poverty line
drawn across its sky.
Twinkle, twinkle little stars- Read more from here...
Money Drives the World
Money drives the world-not me.
Pain twists in my pity; my prayers hold no weight,
yet the world grips power with its evil eye.
Heads-I lose.
Tails-I lose.
Even when the coin spins upright, Read more from here...
The Problem
The problem isn't when I'll die-
it's when I'll truly live.
I've never had a girlfriend,
never had the time, never had the money;
sometimes a hooker turned me down,
sometimes my family flat-out forbade it. Read more from here...