In a world of hopelessness
Waking up is a suffering to me.
Thinking of how to hunt
for the beast in my belle
each morning Is perilous journey
that lead to Frustration.

Wishing is only hope we have
We can wish the life of others
But none get that wishes.

Some die of hunger
Some die of sickness
Some die by suicide

We are close to our grave but we
Never know when death we lie
us to rest.

We wake up each day no good
Memories to add to our build up.
The ancient history of our life
Have become talk in the world
But no primary measure to secure our freedom.

We are living in two world
Whereby others have food,
Clean water, shelter, good educational background,
Good hospital care, selfishness,
Greedy, power, firm,

But we have no such privilege
What we have is heart filled with love, we share the little the day
Provide for us.
We understand true way to lead,
We provide for the children we have around us,
We gather together to be strength
To one another.
We are living in the field of contest
Were men and women are made.

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