The land is full of chaos with no one to run to,
The streets are busy with people moving on to their works for survival,
Survival of one's own soul.
Leaving the homeless and orphans dejected,
Creating no world for the weak and needy,
Leaving them to their own faith.
The world looks on without compassion.

One turns to the streets and sees thousands of children wretched and hungry,
Homeless, and have the streets as their beds.
And yet, we all look on unconcerned.
Orphans are left to fend for themselves,
Widows are deprived of their inheritance,
And the...