You Tell Me All People Are Equal

Don't tell me that all men are equal and that all women are equal to men
Since I can only see inequality in a world of corruption and sin
The poor seem to be getting poorer and far too many in poverty
And the wealthy are getting far wealthier that's how it would appear to me.

You tell me all people are equal at least in the eyes of your god
But that not hundreds but thousands each day die of hunger doesn't that seem just a little odd
For god whom you swear believes in equality should seemingly turn a blind eye
Whilst thousands for food keep on crying out as they slowly and painfully die.

You do seem an honorable fellow and your heart is in the right place
And you do some good work for charity and worthy causes you embrace.
But when you say all people are equal the words you ought to use are should be
For a fair go for all a misnomer in a world of inequality.

There are so many single mothers who struggle just to make ends meet
On low incomes they provide for their children and their social lives are obsolete
And this not a Third World Country though not all with that would agree
And don't tell me all people are equal when so many poor souls I see.

When you tell me all people are equal I do feel quite sorry for you
For you are a good sort of a person and to your beliefs you are true
But for one who helps the poor and needy I thought that you ought to realize
That not everybody is equal and not even in your god's eyes.