Not Everyone

Not everyone is born to life to become a millionaire
If that were so there would be no poverty in the bigger World out there
No Stateless or Homeless people living rough on the street
And everyone would have enough more than enough to eat.

Up to 30 million refugees in refugee camps Worldwide
And the poor keep getting poorer in the great social divide
For every ten in Earthly Heaven and for themselves doing well
At least one hundred doing it very hard in their own Earthly Hell.

The Stateless and the Homeless they never have been rare
So many only live their lives on the brink of despair
By circumstance of birth condemned to live as paupers till they die
Those who believe everyone are equal are those who believe a lie.

Not everyone who are born to life will win Olympic Gold
And not everyone on Planet Earth their life's story will be told
The wealthy keep getting wealthier and their fortune grows and grows
And the poor keep getting poorer that's life one must suppose.