Does it really have to be this way?
I ask
Should we be living this way?
I ask again
Life for free we have
But why is it so hard to live it
It favours the few
Who are well to do
And leaves the rest to toil
Struggling day in day out
To make ends meet
Not even sure if those ends will meet
We just hope for the best
And to God we leave the rest

Why are we divided?
I ask myself
The rich, the middle class and the poorest
Why can’t we all just be in the same class
Where love would prevail among us
And no exploitation would be among us
This way life would be easy to live
Unfortunately it’s not the case
It’s a system that has been designed
A system that favours one class
But why this way?
I guess the designers have the answers
To this hard question