Birmingham

Where is that place So called Birmingham That I know not. But I know- My dear son is there To attend the call Not of the queen but That of his own belly. I am so helpless here, Though my ancesttors Declare me independent And sovereign, and I have Power to frame law For all welfare, I am Not able to provide Proper education and food And shelter to my wife And children here! How unlucky I am, I know not how to cry, I know not how to earn, I know not how to live, I know not how to make Friendship with others! I am being exploited Like anything. No one is there To help me. No one is there to Say, please, please Have patience, have tolerance, Everything will be okay, You will get back everything That are yours, That are your birth right.