Living in pain and despair make minds grow
If you are trapped by life in a bottle;
No care, no food, no shelter, life's narrow
Artistry comes to save life from battle
Every invention seems to be unique
Yet they fade like songs, new ones keep coming
And living in ghetto makes life so sick
But learn what the learned were not learning
A child living happily with parents
Has million doors, they only choose "which one?
Yet wrong choices leads to poverty's dents
So life's about what we do and have done
Then never let your background to fail you
Great people are because of what they do
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