For me to say I'm financially well off would be a big lie
But there are millions of poor souls far worse off than I
They live their sad lives on the brink of despair
With far heavier crosses than I have to bear
In Lands ravaged by war and droughts and disease
In refugee camps poor sad refugees
The homeless and misplaced with nowhere to go
Of a life of unhappiness they only know,
For human advancement in science and technology what have we to show
When the gap between the haves and the have nots only seem to grow
In a world where so many are doing it quite tough
The privileged few have far more than enough
And compared to many I do feel quite privileged indeed
It is not a bad life this life I do lead.
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