I am not without sin so I won't cast the stone
And though certain behaviour in others we cannot condone
For the mistakes we make there is some price to pay
What goes around comes around as some do say.
In the crowded refugee camps of the World millions of refugees
The dispossessed weakened from hunger and disease
Compared to them I must seem a billionaire
That's life some might say but life can be unfair.
To be born and living in the wrong Country at the wrong time
It seems sad to say is their very worst crime
That they warrant such karma it does seem all wrong
When most of the World's wealth to the wealthy few belong.
Many don't have a future though we all have a past
And I am not without sin so the stone I won't cast
In a World where millions live in poverty
There are many too many far worse off than me.
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