Early in the morning I am up
Yesterday’s left over makes my breakfast
I assemble my utensils to clean them up; the taps are dry
Something is always wrong in the atmosphere, authorities care less
I never mind of lunch, I’d rather mind of supper
Tough times come in handy; they never hold us down
Without knowing, evening comes knocking, we still keep the faith
When day comes to night; we still search for an extra dime
Our minds are ever engaged, the best is yet to come
Most of us have no time for negative energy
We preserve positive energy for yet another day
Some of us make it big; the ghetto is always at heart
Our hamlets will some time make a town
We shall then talk of a different story altogether
Men here work hard the best way they know how
Women put up small enterprises for subsidies
To the little of our knowledge, people like our story
Thank you for listening to part of our story
