Contended Poem by umoh cyril

i've been insulted of being middle class
never realy cared about education
never realy cared about maths
all my guys are now in higher institution

i've tried realy hard to know where i fit in
nobody knows how i'm ever gonna make it
but i know in my heart that nothing goes for nothing
there will always be sunshine after every thunder lighning

many men have come and gone with nothing to show for it
but i know i will make it even if it kills
when i try to show them i'm potent they always hiss
my heart has been struck by a venomous poison for which i cannot speak

but i am contended with what i have
even if my bread is cut into half
there will always be a reason for me to laugh
even if all grounds are not steady but rough.