Life; like Santa's bag, so full of surprises You never can tell which draws bring you the prizes Off course for sure you know they all come with their prices From dawn to dusk and back to where the sun rises We labour and work striving to pay our taxes In transit from here to there, many a times without taxis So sad, life comes hard on us sometimes with such axes Today I'm forced to write, looking at how life & time passes Not talking about the earth in physical, don't go looking its axis More of what the talk is today is life, its us and all its lapses Its true i can't dispute it that life has got its classes So sad i feel the pain of those down bellow the classes Such is life, some celebrate, clinging for toast their glasses While some have got nothing to show for life than clear white plastics A rich man's world decorated with cars of the best chassis Little can you expect down bellow from those they call the masses Without escape from the top
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