Poverty

The brother weeps
The mother cries
The father sleeps
As the daughter dies.
O hateful world I see before me
The world of poverty.
O hateful world I see before me
That lies beside Eternity.
The brother weepsThe mother cries
The father sleepsThe daughter dies.
Her father doesn't care
That she'd been trapped
By Hunger's cruel snare.O hateful world I see before me
The world of poverty.
O I pray poverty takes me never
For I'll never be ready.
Athena Atalanta