slUmdOg's cHase for liFe
Born with nothing, marked by poverty
Lived like a dog, treated impatiently and unhuman,
Discrimination received, mocks from the upper kind
Until when and where will they run?
Run, your kind, run!
Fill your stomach, battle hard for survival,
You, who's surrounded by other's greed
Whom you will seek for help?
Trusted no one but yourself
You chose to chase life on what you know is best,
The aftermath of what you chose will give you rest!
poem by InNer WhisPers
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