People unite in agony
Fighting for survival
In all that they see
Break the walls down of poverty
United we stand, banners fly
Protestors are left high and dry
Poverty the birthplace for vexation
Can’t blame the poor souls
They are drowning in deep depression
The fight goes on and on
As Ngo’s and Governments
Answer the phone
Do we see a solution at sight?
Or is poverty soaring as high as a kite.