ORPHAN

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Born with no father
Mother eloped with another patner
Left there at the counter
Brought up in the hood like a hunter

Everywhere was danger
In school an isolated teenager
Do casual work for leisure
In public, a total stranger

Taking the upper route
To the orphanage I pay my tribute
Enrolled in an institute
Later wear a working suit

The future was dark
Many at times stuck
Angels to bring goodluck
Just have to work hard

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