the villagers

The villagers live

In the crowded homes

Farming on their land

They called it their own

The working from dawn to sunset

Back breaking work early in the morning

The sweat of energy on their backs

On the farming land they called

They don't see beyond

They are contented with their lot

With subsidies and cash rewards

They don't want to complain

Some eating salted fish and plain rice

Living hard yearning for the good life

Looking out of their windows

They can't go nowhere else

They are addicted to their lives

They aren't dare to venture beyond

Learn a new skill; learn how to change

They better learn to open eyes and minds

They can earn better

With the output they put in

From dawn to sunset

But they get crumbs

While others get the riches

They stay quiet and don't complain

They better learn to open eyes and minds

There are riches they can get and made