People crying, wailing with no clothes to cover
Days of food seems to be over
And busy seems the giver
Sitting on and going places with our money
We are all in fear
For the days of starvation is near
Where are the promise makers?
Hidden they are, in their mansions
Enjoying wine and beer
But for us, life is becoming harder
Many days passing by with no supper
To get a grain of maize is becoming a dream
The cooking fire is on strike
Why? Why? Always
Oh almighty dear God
Hear our plea and wipe our tears
For our leaders seem not to have pity
Growing rich and heartless everyday
Oh God…………… Have mercy
6 thoughts on “CRY OF THE POOR”
🙂 Thank you.
Couldn’t have put it better myself. Have mercy, Lord.
Thanks Slayer :). Appreciate much!
Thanks John. Appreciate!