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Am poor because am always tied

My hands are tied from the back to the front

My lips are shut and I cannot speak

I can only move my eyes from side to side

My mind is not sure of where it actually belongs

And my body keeps darting but not settling

I believe making my own decisions is hard

Because I is not an option, we is

 

I am told we makes sense

Makes us more respectful

Makes us more wealthier

Even though I do not know how

Am told that our money is collected and piled

When I say I cannot do that I want to build for myself am called selfish

Am called a bloody individualistic

and we is better than I

 

Am poor because I am weak

My mind does not act fast enough

And my heart cries too quickly

My mouth is shut because when I speak what I feel am condemned as just selfish and unrealistic

 

They say to me, you think you can do this alone?

They say to me, who ever successed alone?

They say to me, this is what we get for raising you?

They say to me, this is what happens when you give your children choices

 

I am poor because I carry too may responsibilities

I am poor because I cannot ask too many questions in the hope of knowing

I am poor because I am alone, when I ask for support

They say to me, You see! Did we not tell you we should be together

 

I am poor because my dreams are not supported

I am poor because my heart got long disconnected

I am poor because with all that I do, with all that I give, with all that I hope for

I stand to be corrected

I am poor because I am a soul long neglected

I am poor because you all worry in the eyes of society i stand to be perfected

I am a poor  person defected and affected

I am a person long injected and infected

shamsa @ https://vikombeviwilivyakahawa.wordpress.com

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