We all are 'family'.

No . . . body
no how,
no way.
Nobody is born without having to die
and often laughter mingles with tears we cry.
We're born weak, feeble, needing warmth, love and care;
but what if our needs finds that no one is there?
No . . . body
no how,
no way.
Nobody's better than their neighbors next door--
some barely get by, certainly some have more.
The primary thing, the gem, is family
who boosts us to be everything that we can be.
No . . . body
no how,
no way.
Nobody deserves things that they can ill afford.
We're meant to be humble while serving our Lord.
Yet, mean streets o'erflow with people otherwise
who have vacancy in their sockets, have no eyes.
No . . . body,
no how,
no way.
Nobody should live their life cowering low . . .
give all of your rages somewhere else to go.
Everybody should have enough food to thrive.
We should help our neighbors to somehow survive.
No . . . body
no how,
no way.
Nobody, anybody, ev'rybody . . .
instead of fighting we should be friends, party.
Nothing gets off of this planet while still living.
All life is precious. Let's be more forgiving.