Empathy

All around me are people with nothing to eat

They got their hands out begging for something from me

People tell ‘em it ain’t easy you get nothing for free

Now get a fucking job, you’re part of a disease

I can’t stand it

Or handle it

I just want to lay my hands on it

Pray it all way

Life ain’t how I planned on it

I’m sick of the hurt and sick of the work

To show other people each of us is something of worth

That each of us is beautiful, shades and colors of earth

But it all ends the same children asleep in the dirt

Poverty now promise me

You’ll wash us clean, and set us free

We're living on borrowed time, this ain’t somebodies property,

What’s with all of this hate other people are harboring?