The poor have to rise
They can't live the way they are
They have to believe they can go far
Stop waiting for help or funds
Life is hard for many
I know because I lived through it
Staying in a room house
With 9 people in the cramped area
I had to chop wood
Carrying it a long distance home
Cutting into small sizes then sold it
Life was hard then terribly losing hope
I gave up schooling
Working in a gambling den
Earning cash to tide over
Thinking that was the life for me
But my Malay form teacher
Called me back to school
She came to the house
Talked me out of it
I had a decent education
I battle it out in my adult life
Though I never forget where I came
Living poor can't be forever
We have to bend our ways
To will it to get up and fly
Living poor is no excuse
Learn how to fish the rest is free
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