Saturday, September 17, 2016


Everybody wants to leave here
And move there

The pain here, they don't want to bear
The gain there, they want to share

This is an illusion they will discover after
That other circumstances are not really any better
The rich's health is getting wither
The poor got health, so he has something to offer

The poor is unpopular, so he's free to ride
But the famous walks in the street and hide
And move in the market and disguise
Their freedom has been taken and demise

We are all in search of greener pasture
Where all the riches and wealth will be captured
Which is unreal in our human nature
It only lies in heaven, so wait for the rapture

The grass is always greener on the other side of the fence
If only you are contented with that your pence
You will be free from earthly tense
And won't run into an unnecessary offence

Don't wish for what others have got
It's not all that rosy as you thought
To get your neighbour's result
Be ready to face his ordeals and insult

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