Youth In Verse Got To Survive Picture

Got To Survive

Grinding down the winding road
With teeth that frown beneath the load.
Like rats they scratch within their holes.
Fat cats go “snatch” and leave them cold.

Got to survive.
Got to stay alive.
Won’t be denied!
Got to survive.

Their clawing fingers gore the weak
Who dare to linger, or to speak.
Ungrateful hate, so indiscrete,
Abates too late to save their grief.

Got to survive.
Got to stay alive.
Won’t be denied!
Got to survive.

But, hark, ahead – A spark of hope!
The pain is dead!  Again they cope.
They smile awhile – Until they see
That only death has set them free.