Living In Penury

I was a poor guy living in this rich world.

If you don't have money, you will be treated worse than animals.

All my rich relatives made fun of me for being poor.

All degraded my abilities and called me a loser.

People didn't allow me to live happily as they treated me as downtrodden.

Terrible pain, I went through mentally was nightmarish.

What goes up, has to come down.

What goes around, comes around.

Through my dedication and hard work, I came up in life.

Despite all the odds stacked against me, I came out unscathed.

All who underestimated me, have no face to show.

I am leading my life happily.

Poor people will lead their life happily if at all they are allowed to do so.

They experience bliss not in money but in pure love.