Nobody said living this life would be easy
There's a cost of living and it
Grows as you grow with time
I grew up broke and
I realized I'm one in a million
But a broke home doesn't mean
I'm far gone
Those are my roots
From which I have grown
I don't use that as grievance
Still in life I'm achieving
And I'm fighting with
Everything I have
And when I'm covered with cement
And my family's grieving
They'll say I gave
Everything I had
My hands are calloused from working so hard on a daily
A bath is in order this evening
Then I'll feel fine
I wish my wife was here with her
Hands of healing
But she's gone on to glory oh Lord
She left me here all alone
I don't use that as grievance
Still in life I'm achieving
And I'm fighting with
Everything I have
And when I'm covered with cement
And my family's grieving
They'll say I gave
Everything I had
I wake up early to do the best I can for my children
I may not give them all they want
But their needs I provide
Clothes, shelter, time and I make sure
I always feed them
Above all I give them my love
But to me that's still not enough
I don't use that as grievance
Still in life I'm achieving
And I'm fighting with
Everything I have
And when I'm covered with cement
And my family's grieving
They'll say I gave
Everything I had
Old age has caught me and I feel myself slowly fading
I look back at my life now
And I am so satisfied
I take a glance at the light
Mounted on the ceiling
I'm going home
Keep a smile and stay strong
I'll see you all when you get home
But don't use this as grievance
Still in life you're achieving
Just keep fighting with
Everything you have
And when you're covered with cement
And your family's grieving
They'll say you gave
Everything you had
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Such a beautiful write on the life of an honest hard working man. These type of men are the true heroes in this world. Am adding to my list of favorites as a reminder that there are still men out there such as this.