The land is arid,
The atmosphere acrid,
We live in penury,
With gay, they live in luxury,
We tear but they cheer.
Companies retrenching in droves,
Unemployment swelling like the flying doves,
We live in penury,
With gay, they live in luxury,
We are in tear, but in reclining chair they cheer.
The waifs and strays people turned,
Mendicants everyone turned,
Insufficiency a leech to the skin,
We live in penury,
With gay, they live in luxury,
We are deeply in tear, with ease they cheer.
This is a deafening silence from the part of the citizens which has been costing us for far too long. The silence must be broken and we must make our voices heard
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