Theres a smile in the square
Theres a tear non can bear
There is trash everywere
And nobody seems to care.
There are childrens with no past
There are widows with no cats
The are mans in underwear
And old persons that rich once were.
There is light were darkness rule
There is food were hunger kills
There is warmth were the cloud once was
And there is love were hate was real.
There are not found the 7 lords
Greece, hate, envy and lust
Gluttony, laziness and even pride
All that you will be ever meet
Is the hope and eventual bliss.