The seven letters of poverty
The meaning does apply
The feeling of inferiority
When money does run dry
We speak of young child lee
See here his struggles and tragedies
Pennies were valued dearly
Bankruptcy was seen yearly
Often it was seen that Lee was quite unclean
For his world was confined
His skin color lacked a shine
Goals became distant dreams
For equality of classes were unseen
His clothes were slightly tattered
Around him he heard secret chatter
He knew talks did not flatter
He tried to pay no matter
Lying awake at night
Dreaming of relieving his plight
No guardian in sight
From the first day light
Food have been quite sparse
Portions becoming quite scarce
Appetite became a curse
Things would turn worse
Privilege was not known
Bed now felt like stone
Society was prone
To be treated as baggage thrown
Where are you now Wright?
To ease this child's plight
