Life be not proud.
Our's is an endless struggle.
Bothersome existence,
Day by Day trouble.
Innocent child
Living in a slum.
High society snobs
To help, too dumb.
Inner society,
Rooted in it's way,
Can't lend a hand,
Or learn new ways.
Life be not proud
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