What I feared was poverty
Poverty that was peculiar to me
It was chameleon that changes colours
It inspired me while it made me suffer from starvation
It dragged me like storm to go to school
Not to make an excuse to commit crime
It made me chase my dreams
As if I was running away from strong wind
It made me see light through darkness
Through poverty I learned to be independent
It made me know who I am
Poverty my motivation
Poverty my inspiration