CHARITY
Why is it that, I
almost get
A feeling of guild, When tummies don't get filled
During the year, Disasters appear
Our sympathy is asked, please donate it fast
In the summer, we don't care,
They whine it ain't fair
Since the world turned so small,
Do we need to care for all?!
The media has the power, (And it) has gone astray
(We) try to donate a flower
But no satisfaction is in the play.
It's the law of nature, The more there are
The more will (have to) go,
Earth takes care of it's space and the air
In the summer, we don't care,
They whine it ain't fair
Since the world turned so small,
Do we need to care for all?!
It became an industry,
No longer a philosophy
With sales reps and all
Too get ours, big or small.