60 paces aka 60 billion

soft rain by the lake by Futo*aim from flickr

60 paces
Count on it
Do you get the deal?
Somebody beats you
You lay wasted

Shading tears of unfairness
The gold in each hole
Dying to get a piece of it
Lining up under the hot sun
The hot waving heat hit home

Do you have a link?
To the bigwigs in the circle?
60 paces they tell you
You wait whole day
No result to show

Holding alms
The poor eyes run
On the streets
The traffic lights blink
Is it green or it is red?

60 paces
so near yet so difficult to know
The marketing targets
Out of reach for it to grow

60 paces
Surely the people come first
What we know about Albino
It is his own kind benefiting
We have to wait
The light green or red?