My fellow friend
Cherished life
But death knocked on his door
The insolvent prayed for grave
When miserable life was afore
So ironic this world is
With its different colours
Happiness for someone
And pain to others

That bud wanted to sprout
But a Pecker tore it out
A tree wished for spring
When a storm came about
A monk's calm in hell
While a butcher in heaven shouts
So ironic this world is
Stange things happen here
A gentleman in misery
A ruffian laughs there

A heart still beats
When there ain't any soul
The air still smells
When there ain't any breeze
But, this ain't surprise
When so ironic this world is
Kings in mighty palaces
And commoners in filthy streets
No sound at all
When a human heart breaks
But thundering all around
When this earth quakes
Little heed we pay
When a soul bleeds
But all is surprise
When he pleads
So ironic, this world is
All i got to say
Hopeful for some
And painful to others