Their heads hang with shame

before the rich who fleece them.

The poor of this world.​

Left behind as waste

living on morsels debased.

When I'm scrapped, who cares?​

Living on the fringe

no house, no work, no dignity.

Left with odds & bits.

Earth their playing field

Allegiance to no nation.

Only profits count.​

Robbers of the people's purse

from widows and orphans.

No shame no shame.​