I sit and I watch
As the traffic flows by
People in their numbers
Moving to and fro
I start to ponder on the wonder
Of our way of life
While some live in poverty
Others live n wealth
T’is a shame, but what can be done?
The rich getting richer
The poor getting poorer
Oh what conflict!
But what can be done?
Our nation is in peril
Heading for exile
From the map of the world
T’is a shame, but what can be done?
Our people are dying
From curable diseases
Due to lack of treatment
For these infirmities
T’is despicable, but what can be done?
It’s time to arise
And fight for the rise
Of a new and glorious era
And for the demise
Of a season of doom
Where there’ll be room
For the growth and improvement
Of our country and home
Davida's Corner 