Opening my eyes to see,
I by no means had a desire to make,
What own circle of relatives and united states to be,
If I had the power, I'd poverty rake.
I observed myself in a home,
Though,glad however, now no longer swimming in affluence.
We are average,with little,or now no longer sufficient for a holiday in Rome, yet, I consider that one day, I'll have influence.
We lived in a thatched house
Grew up in a negative home
My dad,attempted his exceptional on hard works blouse
We refused,to others it was cumbersome.
If I had the power
I'd alternate the existing fortune
If I had the power
Well all neglect all misfortunes.
I hawked for food
Sometimes,I helped the bricklayer
We used a material from childhood
Till we had grown to experience riches became our prayer.
So,why deal with us like rags
Like we do not exist
Like we are wearing the criminals bag
Why blow us with hatred fist.
If our misfortunes became inherited
Could we alternate it without prayers?
Even,after a few prayers, we are nevertheless low spirited
We simply pray and preserve wishes alive in the love layer.
If our being negative is a crime
Do we not vanish into space?
We consider our riches,could include time
Your tempo of achievement isn't always our very own tempo.
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