Why will someone have so many,
While so many have none?
Though we can’t just stand still and watch,
But Still life is partial and biased.
We need to believe and hope that
One day the table will turn around.
Young man wandering around,
He wasn’t just feeling fine in himself,
He is suffering and smiling,
But he couldn’t do anything today,
Nothing at all but to hope,
That one day the table will turn around.
