fauxcroft

We walk through swamps

And we struggle through mires

We get weary and so tired,

Yet somehow we find the resilience to preserve,

We are assailed by the wealthy

Kept oppressed by their corruption,

The lack of equality that exists, is the creation of their design,

While they eat banquets from fine tables

We scratch around for something to eat,

But to our hunger they are blind

Yet behind this hard knock life,

We show the resolve that comes from the light

And we are so much stronger in our belief,

That we never surrender our self worth or dignity,

For we are the true and rightful light,

Blessed with the strength to stand and fight.