Survival
It's my life and how I survivedI was born in a cityWhere there is no love, no unityI was born in a countryWhere disease and hunger bites as if a mosquito was sucking your BloodI was born in a worldWhere my colour means segregationI was born in a landWhere hardship liesWhere power means corruptionWhere killing means survivingI was born in a homeWhere one bed means five peopleWhere one slice of bread means five belliesI was born in a universe where survi...