No matter what your Country your creed or your race
You will not go through life without some challenge to face
And some just to survive face a new challenge every day
Some know it far tougher than others suppose life is this way
I feel lucky i could have been born in a third World Country
With my parents in a refugee camp with millions of displaced people as a child refugee
There are millions of displaced people doing it tougher than me
Suppose this is how life is and how it always will be
Even in so called wealthy Countries hidden poverty is rife
Everyday unemployed homeless people are battling in life
In doorways of disused buildings sleeping rough tonight
For millions their futures are not looking bright
But even many of those from the wealthy side of the town
Do know how it is like to feel mentally down.
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