Pity
a poem by gab caraon

Oh what a pity, i feel for those
Who walks a life of grief and woes
People of filth, people of soil
Who couldn`t do anything but critic my toil

Oh what a shame you bring to your name
Whenever you play your horrible game
Of pulling down others who are near to the top
You`re such a sham, and please, would you stop?

Oh what a pity, a pity i feel
For you, beloved enemy of the surreal
Step out of the darkness, step out of the murk
And get a life of your own, you filthy little jerk!