TOO MUCH

A song sung in tongues, everyone is a victim 

When sickness knocks, motivations start 

Doctors act,  money speaks either languages

If you never had, why treat the patient 

The heartlessness starts with the life savers 

Kindness when every machine is available 

Money is not available, so the machines are invisible 

The empty pocket killed her itself 

When she had rich friends, she was only a slave to them

The gardener, whose boss never valued 

We now lay her to rest in peace 

(Ssekyanzi A Destiny)