What I receive from life is only my due
That I do believe in and hold to be true
Of my low social standing why should I complain
I take what life gives me as my deserved gain
I did have my chances of self betterment that I will not deny
For personal success mine was a feeble try
Many who by circumstance far more disadvantaged than me
Of the shackles of poverty have broken free
Yet I do feel lucky as the word can be
In my life I have never known poverty
I have never been homeless millions are sleeping rough
Life to me one might say has been kind enough
But since I'm not seen as successful I have to believe
That from life I warrant what I do receive.
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