When
times are tough
When
costs rear its ugly heads
Swinging
in every direction
The
rich will enjoy their lives
The
middle income groups will survive
Only
the poor and marginalized will cry
Where
to put food on the table and smile?
The
homeless will carry on
They
have been doing it for years
Sometimes
without food for days
Sleeping
on the public corridors
They
don't know what the country is doing
For
them they can't even have food sometimes
Those
who are battling to survive
They
will do what they think is right
Offering
their bodies for money to live
They
bite the bullets and work it out
They
have no choice with many mouths to feed
Charity
will not knock on the doors
They
have to exchange something of value
So
that's the way so they have to go
The
costs will weigh in into our lives
There
is no way to hide and pretend
Learn
to live within the means
Wait
for the opportunity for a change
This
time don't be fooled by the lofty promises
Now
the reality sinks in badly for many
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