Poverty was all that he saw
Just to put food in their bellies,
Many had to break the law
The escape most knew was to run abroad

The relationship between
the few with riches and their families
Is that of fish and leeches
They'll **** the wealth till its super slim

For the ones who are success driven
and determined,
Resilience is what it builds
They wouldn't drown even when they sink
Their undying will always creates a means

When such eventually make it out,
They soar high with their wings
So focused on their goals,
They can't even afford a blink
Grateful I am to be one of the few that made it out