Can I see another's woe, And not be in sorrow too. Can I see another's grief, And not seek for kind relief...

I am for the woods against the world,
But are the woods for me?

I have been young, and now I am not old;
And I have seen the righteous forsaken,
Our health, Our hon-our and our quality taken from us.
This is not what we were formerly told.
Think about all the poor people how not deserve their destiny.