Poverty
I hate it not,
but I love it not.
I don't hate it for it taught me wisdom,
I hate it for it deprived me my freedom.
Poverty grounded me,
with it misery surrounded me,
but focus it taught me.
I hate it not,
but I love it not.
From it I learned respect,
but it made me feel like a reject.
I hate it not,
but I love it not.
Copyright © Mashudu Nemadzivhani | Year Posted 2018
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