THE NEGLECTED

We're not opulent nor gilded,

We do not have what it takes to be classy and live in luxury,

Dept encircle the neck of our dear parents,

Surrounded by wealthy individuals

Still, it makes no difference

Daily bread we cant afford

Engaging ourselves in compulsory fast and hunger strikes

Just for us to survive the ordeal we've found ourselves in.

The rich tour round the world with desired things at fingertip

Ceremonies costing lots of fortunes,

Still,

Siblings poor and neglected

Ashamed to make known their relationships cause,

Its in inverse

Familial travels we cant embark

Cause, we're born into poverty

Thanks to uncles,

Who never to hammering "keep working hard"

With aunties encouraging us to be the best we can be

Assuring us of a future bright and better.
Nevetheless,

We'll keep working hard to be whom God want us to be

If its true table turns
Then,

With humility, perseverance, hard work and honesty.

We' ll be great someday

We have only this chance for this contest, never again will i come back

It isn't our fault if we were born into poverty, but it would be our fault if we die in it

Just conceive this into your hearts, irrespective of what you are passing through, never forget God and remain focused.