Ignorance to the truth is a crime and should be treason Those who strive for righteousness are persecuted without reason And those who subjugate the masses to oppression and poverty Are considered productive to society and a commodity Success is another word for strangling of the people And I will never be successful, by society’s sense of the word I’d rather be found dead, hung at the end of a steeple I will never let a green piece of paper be my motive, that is absurd Money doesn’t bring happiness, but neither does poverty Truth be told, I’ll never be content Even if I acquired the wealth of a king There will still be African babies being eaten alive under a vultures wing