Somehow, somewhere

Someone’s dreams are pulverised

The suckling robbed of toothless smiles

Molested and badly brutalised

A pool of anguish in their eyes

So why do we howl about minor glitches

When a wound somewhere is too wide for stitches?

.

Somewhere, somehow

someone’s taking a last gulp of life

Misery vacuums an unborn, despised

Family planning mishaps, surmised

As tympanum echo with muted replies

So why do we pine over the price of oil

When a soul somewhere won’t even go a mile?

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Somehow, somewhere

someone’s plunging to their demise

A livelihood ransacked by lies

Hearts ripped and discarded like old auto parts

Taste buds drool with bittersweet retorts

So why do we mope over an ingrate who left

When a home somewhere is ravaged by distress?

.

Somewhere, somehow, someone needs our help

So why should we become so obsessed with self?

Arioso

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