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Poverty

  • Writer: Adriana Karim
    Adriana Karim
  • Dec 16, 2019
  • 1 min read

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Walk through the doors of a new realm

In lavish we shall live

In golden we shall stand

Until the days of the hereafter they said


Did they ever know my darling

That rich and wealth carries you away

Carries you to neverland

Where everything stops and always forgotten


This poverty we're living in

This day we are breathing

Brings us to life

Reminds us about the things we never thought of


Roses are red

Violets are blue

But violets are purple

But why poverty is said to struggle


Dear or dear my sweet love

You shall know that this is what teaches you

By admonitions taught

The way of life that never turns a new leaf


Draining cash

Dropping coins

I'm sorry lass

I cannot stand to watch


Please i beg

That poverty consumes the life of innocents

But it is also said a blessing

Yet the richness that some enjoys brings the curse to them


I wish you know that this poverty we're living

Was never a spell inflicted upon us

But it brings us the bittersweet

That no one can feel


Remember my dear

Remember my kids

Remember my descendants

Strive and live a happy life

Through the hurdles of life


a.k. x. f.r.

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