I walked all day long
Covering more than Hong Kong
Witnessing the kind in miseries
Not even to furnish with cadburies
All they have is a little pence
Even not counting to the nearest tens
For them, no day no night
Each hour is a tight
TVs,mobiles,laptops-unaware
Very much less than rare
Their sons and daughters unaware of schools
And its need in future to buy some stools

Some as brothers, hugs
While others give more to  pugs
Some walks by them, very cool
And by my tongue, they are the fools
As there are the poor,
The rich is always on a tour
For,if all was rich,
All's sound will have a pitch,
For there will be no poor