Why Tell Me About It

Why tell me about it i know life can be unfair
There are millions of people nowadays living of hope in despair
In refugee camps and homeless shelters and condemned to sleeping rough
Compared to them i am one who has never known it tough
In a human world of many have nots poverty is rife
And millions are condemned for to live a miserable life
Millions become victims of circumstance of birth that's how it seems to be
'Tis like the luck of the draw that's how it seems to me
In a human world where money speaks every language there is so much poverty
And millions do know of a life of extreme misery
For a minority of very wealthy people many have nots it does seem this way
We all cannot be winners as some do like to say
But then poverty is a relative thing with that would you agree
Suppose such is life as some do say and this is how 'twill always be.