Poor, how would this world look without us poor

What would grow and what would be small

Everything that’s new would be old

What would be sweet no one would be able to tell

Poor, without us, poor

This world would lose

its life’s taste

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Poor, how would this world look without us poor

Everything would grow very quickly and very slowly

The days would be too long

And small hope would be destroyed

Big hope would not grow

Poor, without us poor

This world would lose its life’s taste

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Poor, how would this world look without us poor

Everything that would be new would feel old

This earth would be too small

And the sky would be too low

Everything would grow very high

At 12 o’clock, in the middle of the day, the sun’s rays wouldn’t get through

Shadows would cover the east and the west

“Small” would not exist

Poor, without us poor

This world would lose everything

And its life’s taste

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Poor, how would this world look without us poor

Poor, we live like sparrows

Poor, we don’t live like squirrels

Without us poor and the sparrows

Our streets would be very dirty

Covered with breadcrumbs and food

It would be a world without “small” hope and “big” would not grow

There are no better people than the good, poor people

And there are no better people than the good, rich people

The people who created the breadcrumbs

And the people who don’t waste small hope and small breadcrumbs

Poor, without us poor, nothing would grow

Life would be without hope and sweet taste