What is constant in a world of moments,production is in abundance yet so many are still hopeless?So what is always in a world of ‘never’in a world of sometimes,what’s forever?Dreamt a thousand dreams.Hoped forevermore,for brighter days for the pooror just a chance at it,a shot at a future, a slice of hope,because while at times it shines here,the rains been constantand the joy has always been brief,yet the pains so constant.

𝒜𝓈𝓎𝒶 𝒱𝒶𝓁𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑒, 𝐵𝓊𝓈𝓎 𝐼𝓃 𝒲❁𝓃𝒹𝑒𝓇