Dirt Broke
I’m dirt broke
Living off scraps
Living off what I can fend
Living off the life that God gave me
I live to write
I will write for food
How dare you look down at your nose at me?
I am better than you
I am dirt broke
But I still give to charity
I still aid the poor who are poorer than me
You buy airplanes
You go on holidays
You commit human crimes
One day I’ll be rich and successful
For the better
Nothing can stop me
Except your money disorder
Copyright © Moses Samandar | Year Posted 2011
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