They wish they stay healthy
Without disease to strike them out
Living on the land away from society
The poor struggle to stay alive
When sickness knock on their doors
They don't have enough to pay doctors
Even going to the city will be a burden
The little they have to tide them over
At night the tears will flow
Praying hard for sick to recover
The long night of group praying
Asking God why make the difference?
The tears will fall
Looking at injustice of it all
The poor struggle to get free
Of society the rich just think of publicity
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