Trapped

# SONG

Chorus:
[Woe Mama! The teacher say! Woe Mama! ]

The voice never called me;
A lot of problems surfaced which were not pleasing to see.
....Oh yeah!!
Many were still in the hole;
Hardship bestowed onto them and nothing has been told.
[(Cho) ...]

Just pain, ache and the unbearable heat
With no food to eat, there was mere hunger in the deep.
[(Cho) ...]

Many took turns to help while ideas were shifting
But many made strenuous efforts in assisting.
[(Cho) ...]

There was no way to slacken the pole
And there was nothing to cherish the soul.
[(Cho) ...]

Doors may now be opened but then we couldn’t bank on luck.
In time, things would have crumbled and all access shut.
[(Cho) ...]