the betterment of the world

when the priest is outside the ethics of religion
and the drunk is out-side the effect of oblivion
then the true betterment of manhood lies
between the waging strand of truth and lies

when the hunter is far from his weaponry
and the soldier is far from his armoury
then maybe they can feel a slight bit
what it feels being the empty-handed bush-meat

when the con artist is swindling the illeterate
and the fascists stern authority dictates
then the humanitarian services pose as victimization
that earth must face if greed is not sanctioned

when the lawyer is using the formula of eloquence
and the robber is giving gifts of benovelevce
there can be a mis-judge between good and evil
if the play of macbeth had a sequel

2
when words spoken have fused with the athmoshere
and the speeches are eluding without fear
when the audible should now be acts
there is where intergrity and cheapness parts

when the brick-layer has staged the blocks
and the out-right audacity of money talks
it takes more than concrete to form character
and more than money to make a name greater

when the way-farer has mis-interpreted the compass
and the proud is feeling the skirts of a class
one day we all woke to be born
under this tearful and regretable noon sun

when-ever is the philosopher not reasoning
and the tailor not still sewing
yet this world is torn in multiple parts
and the philosopher can't connect the myriad facts

3
though the artist has painted the worlds imagery
and the architect has gained his job to mastery
if we give them hugh sums to rebuild the earth
the scene shall still be much a meagre wealth

when the driver now seats as a passenger
and the kings are now servants ,and messengers
then they can see much a frightful danger
from mistreating a friend to please a stranger

when the painter has coloured the earth red
and the drain of the nationalist has bled
then it's rightfully the hues of this world
founded on the negotiations of a babaric sword

when the potter uses tools out-side his fingers
and voice-less have come the vocal singers
then they are living in the real times
where fortune vanishes without any signs

4
when the carpenter is toiling with principles of metals
and the drunken fly is full of nectar from the petals
then mankind can feel as empty as a barrel
yet we are ladden with a cumber fardel

when the teacher is learning those same principles
that even jesus never succeded to teach a disciple
the corruption of man grass-roots from the heart
then smears all-over to the traits of judas

to lose that you own is a painful dread
yet we leave the bed undressed,and unkept
that the winds of tribalism have blown tiny grit
and our beds are stony of no sound sleep

but if the traders are out-side their trade
and the preachers are out-side their crusade
then they are left with the ultimate test
on using the ideology of conscience that is best