The more I learn, the more I weep.
That human life can be so cheap.
That those whose job is to protect,
Decide that some are not worth respect.
That certain people should have no rights,
And are disregarded with their plights,
Or tossed aside.
And those approved people -well they sleep
My heart is broken at the thought
Of lives lost while evil fought,
Of people left to live in squalor
While Rich Men make another dollar,
Of babies born to mothers traumatised
Victims of medical lies
So much waste
So much haste
And it is all for nought.