We Breathe The Same Air

We all live in the same World and breathe the same air Though life as we know on everyone is not fair So many are born into bad circumstance And of any success in life does stand little chance Yet that everyone is equal only true for to say In that for us all there is a last night and day The one who makes equal the great and the small To the scythe of life's reaper the wealthy and famous must fall In a World where there is no shortage of fish, bread, milk and meat None should have to go hungry without food to eat And everybody should have a nice home to live in But sadly everyone has not been born to win It is so sad to think and not at all right That millions of homeless people are sleeping rough tonight The people whose praises none ever does sing For to live hungry, poor and homeless must be a horrible thing In some ways we all are equal since we breathe the same air Though for those born into disadvantage life is not fair But that eventually we all become equals is not a lie Since we are born as mortals and mortals do die.