We wonder If there Is anyone who ponders Over what’s going on in this land of ours Some demand this, some ask for that and so on We never know who cares a fig for the'natlon.

Calls lor strike, calls for meetings and catcall, By workers, transporters and ferrymen all — Set a brake on work and movement and befall The dangers and risks rendering life all the gall

It’s bereft of any liberty — full of worry and agony But does anyone really care for the woes that matter /That w^ich destroys the vitals of life and peace land threatens to make us all poor, and poorer?