Genuine Concern
In poverty's dark abyss, we're doomed to reside
Breeding more despair, a never-ending tide
Where marriage is a burden, not a love to share
A lifelong sentence, with no escape to spare
With multiplication, the only fate in store
Life's a joyless journey, to a future poor
No dreams, no hope, just a struggle to exist
A never-ending cycle, where hearts are desisted
Generations come, to suffer and to bear
The weight of poverty, with no respite to share
In a world of plenty, they're left to decay
A tragic legacy, with no escape, day by day