I Live in a broken world
Where men never were
equal
Where wealth never was
shared
Where hunger never will
end
Where politicians’
promises
Are not kept
Where lies are denied
Where money doesn’t just
talk
It argues
It persuades
It rules
Generating wealth
Or generating greed
We no longer live
We consume
We no longer need
We want
While costs soar
And values fall
Where real lives
Real problems
Real pain
And real poverty
Are zero-rated
For interest
Where celebrity equals
credibility
Where rich men feel
poorer
As house prices fall
Though their roof
Still keeps the rain out
Where a man’s worth
Is defined
By possessions
Where a man’s words
Outweigh his actions
Where impressions
Supersede reality
Yes I live in a broken
world
And if I let it
It would suck me in
And I’d be broken too
I am of this world
A cog, integral
A part
But this part
Is not broken
Mens’ spirits are hard to
break
Some are impossible
