Living in a world that has shown the face,
Face that wears two masks one real and another fake,
It’s the envy that makes them wear,
And into pieces the relationships tear,
You make yourself available at their service,
You give them the aid with whatever it takes,
You talk nicely to them,
You talk nicely behind them,
You would always be the friend in need,
Yet they close their eyes in greed,
For such sort of people you pour your sweat,
You share all the happiness you get,
Risks you take for them,
Then lists you make of the pain you got from them,
Yet you learn absolutely nothing,
After all the shame and back stabbing,
You know the kind of people you are helping,
Each time you lead and end up forgiving,
Knowledge you have of the world,
And a deep understanding you have of your heart,
Your heart bleeds for your people,
For their comfort, your life struggles,
All the prosperity they gain,
And you gather nothing but pain,
All they speak is at base like a bug,
All they do is a stampede on your head,
Yet raise your helping hands to these weaklings,
Because to err is human, to forgive is divine.