Proud Servant

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.......