NECESSITY

At the age of five

When I saw all things clearly

And happy children moved by fives

Poor Vivian hid herself shyly

At the age of eleven

While Vivian woke up early

Preparing to go hawking

Neighbouring children prepare for church

And places of interest

When children nicely dressed

In the company of their parents

Leave home in their luxury cars

See Vivian and buy from her

Tears roll down her cheeks

With dirty dress and dusty foot

So tired by long walks

With heavy eyes and slumbering

Puts down the pie tray

To find a place to rest

When shall I overcome

Walking in the scorching sun

Running for shelter during stormy weather

All because of necessity