Altruism

Were running down the yellow tears
From the dirty faces of innocent ones
How fair is the fairness of goodness?
How good is the goodness of fairness?

Salty streams of slavery create impressions
On the ripped clothes of hard unpaid work
Yet the news of this untailored black suit
Only impress the sensations of altruism

They would have worked for money
If it was really about the money