It’s all too much, and still I cry,
The world gone mad, the sight is sad,
We need true love, no grip on fear,
Hope lost and done, greed still holds on.
We have no us, just lonely and dull,
Around the sun, the space is black,
Be gone you doves, this air is war,
Each tear is raw, death dawns on us.
You walked away, from union and numbers,
To save your own, you deny their euro,
The people have spoken, now sit and be still,
A government now broken, it’s people distort.
The world in wonder, betrayed and under,
Each day more blunder, money their master,
We lost our thunder, in shame we rumbled,
Lives lost round us, no truth to guide us.
By Julius Fa