Poor Man's Tale
For the first time entered I into
this place.
Bright and beautiful,
everywhere palace.
Awe, shock, amazement took
my face.
Caught in wishful thoughts, I
forgot the essays
On the whys and analysis my
family and I face.
The baggage of problems
being head I came to erase.
Hustle closed where I was,
trapped in dying days.
Thereupon my mind pushed
me to find ways
In the city because of tales we
hear when gathered at the
fireplace.
They say here is where the
money is.
Want strength and
determination to cure my
family diseases
Poverty and illiteracy. Out I
want them race.
Hunger will kill them in 3
months because I watch like x-
rays.
"only come back when u make
it", in my ear my wife's voice
sways.
Copyright © Yei Suah | Year Posted 2013
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