Ignorance is the main cause of poverty

We are nomads. We are the desert Lords
We adhere so much to traditional values
Raising camel is one job we well know
Other ocupations? We just look them down
Our men handle not metal works
They don't hit nails to drive them in
They don't make shoes for themslves
Not even do they repair them
They don't fix steel or lay a railway
They are the Lords, not the servants
Pity jobs fit not their status
On top, always they stay
Never shall they go down
Their Camel is their pride
The more the herd is large
the more power they vested in
And the more fear they evoke
Change, they support it not
change heralds deep uncertainty
They see it as a dangerous enemy
It threatens their Lordship Throne
It may introduce the light of education
But without ignorance they can't see or lead
They are the Lords of the dessert
They are the shadows of poverty.