The Chains of Poverty

Growl! Went my stomach, as I was desperately searching for yams
But the ground’s laughing back at me, as if it knows none are there
So, I get up and stumble home
Full of despair

All my life I’ve wanted to go to school
Where some say, you can escape this “cycle”
But it’s hopeless because I must work
To help my starving Michael

All my life I’ve felt like somethings holding me back
But I don’t know what it is
After all, everyone’s like this,
Right?

What I don’t know is that a lot of people aren’t like this
A lot of people don’t have to worry about food
I don’t know that mums say your room's dirty
Instead of your water's dirty

I don’t know that the chains of poverty’s holding me back
And have always done so
I don’t know that my future is as uncertain as the weather
And just as unpredictable; although

I have put up a fight and shown some might,
Ever since I saw my first ray of light
Never giving up for a single day
But all the time I don’t feel okay

Mum says there’s diseases in the water
But I drink it anyway
What choice do I have?
The risk ain’t keeping me at bay

The chains of poverty can’t be seen
But are in an endless cycle
And can only be broken by the power of education
And by helping our fellow kind… realise the power of the mind