“For when you are approaching poverty, you make one discovery which outweighs all of the others ... the fact that it annihilates the future." George Orwell

But something always stops us
From living as we desire
Frightened instinct stops us, lack of money stops us.
Men compete to be men, fail
In the ditch two women fight, flial
late at night the drink is upon them
foreign folk frighten us, the kids are scared, 
we are no longer allowed to say this
or that
Es ist vom Volk verboten!
efforts to be fair neglect
the ugly poor, the avaricious stranger,
poor people require encouragement to live.
it takes determination and courage to raise a family
in a high rise, with low expectations and little cash.
Not knowing where the next penny is coming from.
Who'd trade their family's happiness to help the poor?
Not the smiley-smiley media folk for sure.
For a little happiness, we need to fight day and night.
It is so hard to survive.
Media liars, rolling in money. tell us to give generously to charity? 
When big crises come to us: illness, death - we have
Nothing left, paralyzed, asking for food
For our children.
The mourning has already begun.
"We've had no fucking money for three fucking days.
The kids are hungry. We need a special paper
For the foodbank. Please, ya fucker"