I walk through the alley before night
I saw a man sitting beside the streetlight
He wore a grungy shirt and a pantaloon
He eats food that was being thrown
Children have passed me by
Wearing those indelible smiles
Playing those broken toys
With their laughs I was been coyed
I watched my pace as I walked
With croaky voice I heard, my attention was caught
There they are, two men are laughing
Inaudible but they seem to enjoy chatting
I reached my home,
I went straightly to my bed
Wanting to take rest alone
But what I’ve seen tonight plays on my head
I asked myself redundantly
What or why, what’s more important?
How or what, what’s more important?
How or why, what’s more important?
Would it make me happy or reluctant?
Luxurious thing satisfies me,
Have I honored my dignity?
I may win every game,
But how I finished it?
I may have the fame,
But did I attach it to my name?
Substance over form,
I am to be blamed,
Form over substance,
I will take all shame.
I have what they don’t have,
They have what I don’t have,
It’s fairer to be contented.