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Poverty
Poverty; The state of lack A matter of poor. It the scarcity of death The inability to forgo the necessity of life. Poverty is the blessing of the God Poverty can make us reach our goal. Poverty can make us think properly. Poverty is fame Poverty is health Poverty is wealth. Without poverty the nation will deprive Poverty is the father of hunger It gives birth to homeless. Poverty is the starvation to death. Poverty can make us realize what life is With poverty success walk backward With poverty the secret of success is revealed. Poverty is a monster that Destroy the family Communities, societies and Imbibe destitution in The life’s of rich. Poverty is a slain of slap It is the compliance Of evil and bad thought. The sergeant of tissue, Dissolving little into canal. The cup runneth over Like a bead of saloon And camouflage of death. Thou bombard the peace Of live and leave.
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