For Many Every Day

In the Human World where billions of people for success do compete
For many every day some new challenge to meet
Where most of the ruthless and self serving seem to materially thrive
And the meek and the humble struggle to survive
And where somebody's loss becomes someone else's gain
Why this should be is way beyond me to explain
The working poor, the homeless and the refugees
Poverty does come at varying degrees
In a fair Human World this never would be
So much indeed for human equality
For many life is a battle it does seem this way
And the struggle for survival goes on every day
And no millionaires where the homeless do meet
On the shabby sidewalks of Poverty Street.