We don't give you dreams Because we don't have a glittering success story We don’t speak groan for the weak Because we don't play for charitable works We don’t accept poverty as virtue Because it relatively comes out from difference Gluttony and the obesity are the problems That are more serious than famine Death is now my new neighbour We are kept alive by dignity Not wheat We don't replace the pain of the losers with sentiment We just creaking poor and called Crackers