I came into this world
there wasn't a celebration,
there was no cradle to swing
i was just damned to starvation.

Never did i go to school,
never could i play a game.
Was only destined to bear
the enduring pain.

Half a pant covered me
be it the searing summers,
or i be shivering in the
cold winter's rain.

Grew up on the streets
became a rag picker.
That tag stuck to me
more like a bad sticker.

I went to work each day
embedded in anguish.
from their cars they
resented me
like cheap rubbish.

Once there was a crime
the police thought was mine.
I was beaten up with disdain,
I was literally being slain,