Happiness was to live like another
And kindness was to dance to the tune of another
Mediocrity was when you said your mind
And patience was when you surrendered
Good conduct was to accept imposition
And changed, if you were in a new habitation
The words I heard where not in the dictionary
Nor were they recognized vocabulary
But, had to endure them because of my status
They thought I was the poor of the poors
But, poverty was no architecture
Neither was it a fracture
Down at hill you were when you accept the notion
But, you need to strive to develop the nation
And this I have done all of the time
So, you need to apply common sense sometime.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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