Hands

How much you have seen
Where have you been
What have you done
What have you won
Bare hands, hard work
Clearing cleaning others dirt
No amount in pension
no car no mansion
Just me and my brush
Nothing urgent no rush
All my dreams got crushed
Long long time ago

Place

hardship, inhumane, downright cruel
simpleton, duffer, taken as a fool
worse than animals, taken out of school
how long will you rule, judgment day upon us

Purpose of life

It is so hot, and I wear a coat
attend all guests, clean the moat
smile in front, frown in the shade
could you imagine the life I had
day in, day out, clock tick tocks
Luck sits up a tree, jeers and mocks
old age coming soon, nothing to boast
none will remember, this chubby friendly host

Apathy

Most wonderful creation,
of gods, nature
Believe what you can
beauty in chain
Raise a shallow voice
It is suffice?
For the suffering,
that pain
Then I call it art
Do I really have a heart!!?

What now

Abruptly, end of road is here
Smooth sailing, now nowhere
Blank expression, nervous stare
Unsure of origins or life
Calmness, disruptions, strife
Unhappiness, darkness, rife
What now, pray tell, what now
Move on, struggle on, somehow
All that knowledge, knowhow
Hope destroyed, destiny tested
Stay prolonged, departure hasted
Ordinary achievements, life wasted
Really, or just another figment
of unrealistic imagination