Poverty

All my life I’ve lived

In poverty

I toiled and suffered

And battled it daily

Poverty is a demon that deprives you

Of everything you have

Poverty, poverty

I was born in poverty

I lived in poverty

I have felt the shame and disgrace of poverty

 I have felt the brutal assault of reality

When it comes to poverty

My very life is the perfect example of poverty

I yearned for riches

But none would come

My way

All I see is just poverty

Rearing its ugly head everyday

Poverty, oh my lord

Why poverty

Why me? I often asked

Only wishing that this

State of life

Would soon pass

But it forever lingers

With no intent of relief

This state of poverty

Is causing me too much grief

Poverty, poverty

Need I say more?

Well it seems I will

Have to remain poor