For Belly and Soul

For this little belly 
And for that invisible soul 

I have suffered a lot 
For a little piece of bread 

And an ounce of salt 
The scorching sun 

Bathes me in sweat blood 
And keeps me awake 

Giving me strain 
On my eyes till late night.

both they together 
make my life a real hell .
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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