For my country

What can I do or pray for my country? Millions are starving and remain hungry Precious time and money is spent on storage The food grain is thrown away as garbage We watch the show as very much disgusting It is rotting in open ground and rusting Not a single soul is raising voice Where the words have gone with promises? Plenty of grain is available We can preserve stock and are capable We do nothing to prevent the loss We simply pray for only curse Forget about economy and figures What is in store for future? How long you want people should die? Do we have no remorse to feel shy? We want to turn state into Welfare Empire World is watching with and cutting satire We are making it living hell for the poor They have no place to go and find no door Land grabbers and hoarders are enjoying heaven Far cry and agony is not heard even Politician make far reaching cry and remain silent Humanity is on wane and completely absent They see more profits in deaths Even flowers have markets to lay wreath Nothing is cheap and what is more ion demand? All inferior quality products with famous brands Who make take us to safety without tall promises? When the loop holes will be filled with all the misses? Earth has responded well with our sweat toil Why are we hell bent upon to spoil? Many more may die in days to come Prices will be sky rocketing and welcomed Death may welcome than living on ground Is there any new formula to make for us or to be found? Let us do no more curses? We must feel ashamed of ourselves How many millions more we would love to accumulate? When your own existence has nothing to take credit or relate?