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Proud Servant
I was a prince in my father's house,
Even though my father was not a king
Neither was my mother a queen
I was loved by all and nice to all
I got all I wanted,all I needed to do was ask
My friends were always around me day and
night
I was the favorite student at school
I was never punished nor made to cry
My father was not a king,he just had enough money 
Enough that he could be made a leader of the town
I got all the pampering a child could get from all
High class dignitaries visits my parents just to have a cup of coffee
Many come to my father for financial help
         .......FAST FORWARD.......
I lost my parents in a nasty car accident
It was like my world was coming to an end
At the age of 23 and an orphan I got to survive any ways
I looked back into my past and realised that time really changes
I had to sweat to make a living on my own
All those my father helped back then are now turning their backs at me
Am now a servant to a master and a slave to life
One is only poor if they choose to be
I now do all kinds of dirty jobs to earn a penny 
I have tasted sugar and now tasting salt,or better still pepper 
Had I known is always at last
There is no food for a lazy man
Many life lessons I have learnt
Am proud of who I am now
But still life goes on.......

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