I woke up from bed with a start
Carrying a burden upon my heart
I saw this world like a scribble in a pencil art
I felt so much pain
To realise that I'm awake again

Waking up in this cruel world
Seeing how so much pain unfurled
I keep weeping for the lost souls
To those whom the gospel is still untold

While the day unfolds
My worry increases for the youngsters out there searching for gold.
Hustling hard with all their might
Every day and night
Just to make ends...