the struggle no more
I'd sit and listen to the tears of my mother
she'd never utter a complain
she always say education can take you further
which took away some of the pain
you could never know the struggle of a young mother
she strives to provide for the little ones
some people would say why bother
and i'd hear the tones
my kids shall struggle no more
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