Retreat

I took it upon myself to look out for other people What happens to me is another story to tell Retreating backs and reproaching sentences made it so whilst no one watched over my very back Each one for himself ,God for us all We were kept in our zone but that zone they cloned couldn't contain us We stooped too low,low to the level of a second grade human It wasn't our fault though,we fought the fight, not any normal fight but the rich man's war It really took a toll on our health, psychology and emotions Workers work hard for their money yet they are still poor but those pot bellied men they call their bosses work less and earn more You work hard for people to succeed but they refuse to give you the acknowledgment you deserve Open the door to those people and what you get in return is nothing to write home about It is about time we stood our grounds and fight this menace Life ain't fair to those who are fair in thei...