Right now, there is a lot on the table
Looks like things are a lot unstable
Our lives are at stake
Everything is too much much to intake
But we are still in our home
It’s just a layer of foam
Some out there don’t have a wall above their head
Think of all the problems they have been fed
Infected people have a lot to suffer
Their life has become way tougher
Some lost their mother
Some cried for their brother
It isn’t as light as we take
It is a nightmare for some people, even after they wake
Locked up with family looks like a problem to a ton
But there are some people who can’t even reach their loved one
Abusive parents are with whom some are stuck
Just think about how much we have in our box of luck
Many people are left with nothing to eat
We are just told to not step out our feet
We can follow as we are told
Or our blessing can come to a hold
Respect what you have, it’s just a matter of time
God, anytime, can stop your happy rhyme