They say— “Money can’t buy happiness.” But isn’t that a lie? For the one who’s known hunger, For the one who’s tasted the ache of poverty, Money is not greed— It is survival, It is breath, It is the smile of relief. Y E T poverty, too, has its voice— A mirror of the mind, A challenge whispered by the universe. You were not born into "scarcity" as a curse, But as a "warrior " chosen— To rise, To heal the story of generations Who carried the weight before you. Flip the coin, and see— Poverty is not the end, But the beginning of your fire. It molds you into a hustler, An achiever, A savior for yourself and others. So do not curse your struggle. Turn it into your crown. For poverty is not a prison— It is the test That teaches you how to "build" Your own eternity of wealth. —Albatross ✍️🕊