Poverty
I was born that very day,
Everybody was happy and rejoicing,
Joyful to have I included
I saw them and I cry aloud
"What a stressful world am into"
What a pressure is pulling over me?
Can I resist this?
Powerful to answer..............
I grew up in this life
Struggling to survive
Everyday my dad hustles for pay
Trying to keep the family okay
My mom hoping for a brighter day
Oh! When will this come?
Managing and un-satisfied wants
Yet we pray, give hanks for everything
Too bad that I had no hope
But keep thinking how my life will be
Will I continue my dad’s style?
In this I lot my dad
We cried and I thought the world is at end
We moved on suffering
Poverty ruled over us, life so hard
No family no good government
No friends to follow or advice
We struggled all alone
In this my mum went over {I mean - dead}
Is just like am also dead, yet am still breathing
My life just started.
Its time for me to think
Live my life and plan for my family
Am all alone, no one to care for me
No family all alone in a still world
I will work hard to give my life the best legacy (education)
In this I can become any I want to be, I can rule the world
I will always have enough on my table
If I work hard I can rule the world
Break history
God be with me........................
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