living poor
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They born in a world
A world of rich,
They suffer in a world
Ruling by the rich.
They known as Poor
In the world of rich.
Poor people have no money
To buy winter clothes.
We are the watchmen of street
We are the unpopular populace
We are like a popular song
that never graces the ear;
a corpse flower to you
While you have a sound sleep
By numbers we judge, by numbers we live,
The cashflow decides if we sink or swim.
Work by day, and work by night,
Till rays burst in of morning sunlight.
