I Pity You
For you life is an uphill battle
Success from you seems far away
Out of work in a job depressed job market
To welfare from minimum pay.
Another man acts as dad to your children
A primary going school girl and boy
When you feel you are a bit of a loser
Not much in life for to enjoy.
For one in his early thirties
In your brown hair there is much gray
You will look an old man in your forties
If you go on ageing this way.
To your wife for the upkeep of your children
With half of your small income you have to part
With jobs scarce and in financial trouble
I pity you heavy of heart.