Like Murphy's Law

We all have a life's journey to undertake And out of what we have only the most we can make Even the circumstance of birth is like the luck of the draw For millions life it surely is like Murphy's Law For each day brings them hardship and adds to their woe And happiness they are not meant for to know For them it does seem uphill all of the way And that's how it will be till their last night and day To be born to poor parents is their only crime And they look middle aged though only in their prime Their children like them born into poverty 'Tis a vicious circle would you not agree Few of them ever live on to grow old and gray Life's not meant to be easy not for many anyway.