Hard living!
Hard life;
Poverty,
Without money,
Without honey,
Without any possible means to survive.
Sport, port, sort!
Hoping for the best tomorrow;
With the pains of the past,
Under the eyes of life.
The salt of the earth!
To seek for peace, love and unity;
Trying to survive in your land,
But, the muse of poverty had taken its toll on you
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