Cry of the One Eyed Boy
He looked at the sky with his only eye
With palms folded he began to cry
I’m just a little kid, who’s barely eight
What have I done to deserve such fate?
The rich kids I hear, eat of a silver plate
They get away with crime, be it even rape
The sinners have prospered, prospered and thrived
The good have been looted killed and deprived
Deprived of justice-a slave to cash
“Praise the Lord” seems like words of trash
With my head bowed I prayed everyday
For you to take my poverty away
I waited Lord, patient and sure
You’ll destroy the gap between rich and poor
A champion of justice I thought you to be
But justice purchased is all that I see
With rage in his heart, and a face now dry
He asked the Lord to give a reply
Not a word came of the silent sky
No answer to his question, no answer to his cry
Enlightenment at this time, he did receive
-All of man’s dreams he alone can achieve
And so the kid looked at the sky
Waving his hands to say good bye
“Fuck you” said he and went his own way
From that day on, he did not pray.
[………All man ever achieved was based
on his own efforts.
Expect no assistance from heaven.
BE the change you want to see]
