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i’ve walked for hours noiselessly
blurred voices as my only company
i look around, reflect and recall
old images, different and painful at all
and poverty i knew it from the pages of a book
dog-eared and yellowed, too cold for my gloom
now i think i’ve seen his shady face instead
no escape for me, this time the scar won’t fade
antibiotics shelves
fitting lies to tell
mouths being filled up well
and me and me and me
i feel wholly tied
wondering… where is the other side?
you stretch out your tiny hand to me
a begging stained palm is all iI can see
out of my pocket i give you what you need
maybe today your feet will stop to bleed
and it’d be easy to clean my conscience this way
to feel saver of the world just for one day
while I know that the wind will never shift
and I am just part of the hypocrisy of
prepacked welfare shells
half price souls to sell
deep deep wishes wells
and on and on and on…
i’ve lost all my pride
for god just remembered of one side
this is
this is reality