Living in mendacity
,
with unending calamity
,
That takes fortitude
.
Raised in penury without prospects..
we ride the tide in hopelessness.


And when the time came,
we left home for a reason
.
One too poignant to express
Surprised it felt indignant.
For the faith we averred.

With means we achieved.
Without means we prayed.
In a world of uncertainty.
Where nothing is assured.

To live poor...
that takes strength.
...