Livehood
Livehood


A child born a day and dies another day
No one knows and no one cares
A child born rich, a child born poor
It is a usual normal routine airs
Rich man flies, poor man crawls
What am I seeing, what I need to do
Papa earns mama cooks,
I have my meal, I go to school
It makes me wonder
What’s wrong with the poor
I have my dress and they have too
The only difference is, the old and the new
I have my meal and they have too
But we are far apart, because its4:2
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What I need to do
I feel like helping
But I don't earn to
Then I set my mind
To give them love and kind
All I need to do is
Help them a way to find
No man is sealed rich
None is sealed poor
It’s the helping hands-which
Leads them high from lower
This is what live hood is
Papa earns mama cooks
The child eats no matter,
If he is rich or poor.