A Jobless Man
A JOBLESS MAN
He strives daily
Wakes up early
To provide for his family
On the table there's no food
Even the health of the young ones is not good
One needs medication
Another needs operation
There is nowhere to find money
"I am failing honey,"
He says.
Tears just fall
Fall from them all
Mother and daughter
Father and son
Who said men don't cry?
Tell him or her that's a lie
Poor man
He never went to school
But he's the only family tool
They all rely on him
When days are dark, bright and dim
Poor man
His daily bread is stress
His daily make up on his face is sadness
He is Jobless
A JOBLESS MAN.
PoeticMonwa_
Copyright © Poeticmonwa Monwa | Year Posted 2017
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