You can see his struggle in his eyes
It tells his story with no lies
Grey hair on his head, is it his age or evidence of his pain?
Growing up he dreamed the world was for him to gain
He’s grown ,the hole in his only pair of shoes,speaks volumes than the loudest voices could
Hearing his words,  you know he lived his life the best that he should
I believe his words, they are laced with so much sincerity
Oops! the world isn't wired that way, it's treasure aren't found by a man's goodness or maturity
This is the story of a man in the world who thought he lived life right
Who fought all life's battle with all his might
He's right in front of you, he's got only 2 pennies in his worn out jacket
He walks to the bread shop, he has lost his pennies, he should ask the holes in pocket
He is drowning in the pool of life
Wondering every second why he's alive
Searching for the perks in world
He's found nothing yet, maybe his sight is blurred
He's waiting for his end but hoping for something new
This is a story of a man stuck in the lower class looking up wondering "o what a view".