The earth, kissed the
Ground below her feet
And watched it burn
Beneath her feeble frame
A disease so outspread
That there is no damn
Cure and not a single
Voice to be heard
Counting all it’s pennies
One by one in the hope
That one day it might
Just become rich
Wrapped in it’s web
Protecting itself from
All that it knows to be
True as the truth, it hurts
Yet to be told, only
There’s nothing to
Laugh about, this is
Just the real world
The earth, kissed the
Ground below her feet
And watched it burn
Beneath her feeble frame