From that world she came
(Known or unknown, no one cared)
Where those daily routines were the same
A moment to rest she was ne'er spared
Her palms bore the scars of her daily indulgence
The cracks in her heels was the other evidence
Daily at four she rose
Exhausted but always she was
Then after those morning duties away
To the classroom at midday

The journey long but what a relief
The moment sweet but only brief
Her hands and feet in a momentary freedom
From that sovereign rule of works' kingdom
She then rests by a roadside shade
Exhaustion another punctuation has made
She sighs taking in the breeze
In her mind wonders what life is
But up! To school she must run
For she remembers she has to learn

She is scolded for being late
And reminded of how punctuality to excellence is gate
In class, no place to sit
The classroom small, they all will not fit
She resigns, stands at the back
Her shoulders against that wall full of dirt
Those wide open eyes suddenly start to glitter
You can tell her heart is heavy
She then looked down to the ground with shame
And then from every eye, a tear came!