Father - poverty is a gift
Ask any bird taking a rain bath
Son, don't make me laugh
There's nothing but rain
Poverty isn't a gift
There's nothing but pain
So, fasten your reigns
Ride for them riches today
Don't live by wages daily
Paid only monthly
Father - poverty is a gift
Son, nothing is ever enough
Just ask your mum.
Mark Heathcote
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/poverty-is-a-gift/
