Enjoyment is the happy side of life
Endurance is hard work , we hate the pain
In the night the ghastly ghosts arrive
In golden sun the bees buzz round the hive
Enduring needed darkness , we see plain
Enjoyment is not attained by Western lives
In Bangladesh, our clothes are made by slaves
We choose deafness as they suffer,groan
In the night revenging ghosts arrive
Up the sea will rise in giant waves
It drowns the poor and weak ,does Darwin mourn?
Endurance makes the poor die under strain
The Jews of Europe had no holy graves
Now they are accused of plots again
In the night, will Nazi ghosts arrive?
When we die what will of us remain?
Grenfell Tower and Brexit leave their stain
By trauma disenfranchised ,unadorned
The ghosts of the unborn will scream in scorn
