Poverty and child welfare. Just because you are born into poverty does'nt mean you have to stay there.
My life reminds me of a Bumble bee. Bumble bee's produce sweet honey but can also be deadly.
I once lived in the guetto howeverr, for me I always knew I wanted something different.
As a child I remember sitting on the curve watching my neigbors getting high on ' red devils'.
Me as a Bumble bee I rose like a Bumble bee and I love higher learning.
people don't be conditioned to social change.
You to can rise like a bumble bee
Don't fall for the Rush and help Wall Street to prosper but condition your mind and make a change.
i shall rise higher like a Bumble bee.
Shirley Morgan
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/humble-bumble-bee/
