My day starts with a hope,
and ends with full stop...
Hope of getting a meal,
hope that this day i'l earn money,
hope that i'l nourish my family with honey...
Hope that today God may bless,
And make my life colourfull from colurless..
But the day ends with nothing in my hand,
I hope for gold but get sand...
In case of poverty we are at the top.
That's why my day starts with hope,
But ends with full stop..
One day i'l also drive a car,
I will leave this poverty and fly away far,
This is my dream,
Every poor guy's dream..
Just a dream...
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