Is it justice to be rich,
Or injustice, ain’t it a bitch,
I live in a world without life,
I wish that I got married & had a wife…
Its injustice to have no job,
And to find one is very hard,
Then the government with taxes,
Does of me every year rob…
Is it karma or justice,
To live with stress,
To try to be happy,
To desire to be free,
To talk to God on bended knee,
To love those that do in return love me…
Or again, is it injustice to have to scrimp & save,
To live in this world of ours like a knave,
Stealing from the rich & keeping what we steal,
This last paragraph is not what I feel,
But I’m starting to wonder if into theft & such I might cave…
© ed ~ 4/22/10