Well look at all the people looking for a cure.
Well look at all the people there has to be a way for them to get this cure.
I am lookin to the left and I see someone sad and I am lookin to the right and there someone mad, and I look straight ahead and eww he is bad. Isn't there a cure to be had?
Don't leave them like this or should we just walk on by?
Is there any use in even giving it a try?
Will you give an inch and they will take a mile?
That's why we all walk by them because there is not that fake plastic smile.
Keep on walkin by because you have been doin it all of your life.
It's all about you, you you, get them out of your way its all about you you you, you ain't got nothin to say. Just walk on by and get them out of your way.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A really great poem, liked it. A great write. May i invite you to read my new poem called, The Corrupt.