“When a poor person dies of hunger, it has not happened because God did not take care of him or her. It has happened because neither you nor I wanted to give that person what he or she needed.”
I lacked the money,
To make me feel the life of honey
No food to eat, no water to drink
No one could feel how my stomach aches
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How sad, as all good moments have gone bad
Had no one to talk to,
No one to share with me my bad moments
Made up my mind,
Yes! Made up my mind to sell the properties left for me
All because I couldn’t make end means
Stood up one morning to take a walk on the street
Yes! Did that to find someone,
Someone who will be interested in buying the properties
To my surprise, I met you, you, my dear friend
My heart was filled with joy, as I thought things will get better
All because I’ve met my saviour who will help take me out of this mess
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Out of joy, I wanted to hug you but you shamed me
Thought a handshake would be cool, you still shamed me
I went on my knees, cried out to let you know my worries and help me out as a friend
There you go again, you shamed me
You shamed me because I was dressed in rags and you were looking good
You shamed me because you didn’t want people to know about us
Don’t forget, No Condition is Permanent
I’ll soon be out of this situation and surely, I’ll SHAME YOU too…
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