Don’t cry
In vain is freedom
When you don’t have money,
But when you are rich,
It no longer matters.
In vain is the mind
Of beautiful women,
But when they are poor,
The dignity shatters.
Useless is the green
Embracing the mountains,
When the limos come
Then all the life scatters.
For nothing is school
It makes the brain spotless
It’s lessons are worth
Foul, polluted waters.
Too few speak in vain,
Too many wear headphones,
If they shut up, too,
Nothing ever betters.
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