Poverty

You hurt, poverty, but i don't hate you You have mental illness, and misery and pain are your diagnosis You're an issue in life! unbearable in a world of abundance You're the biggest prison in the world, which is uncomfortable, but you also give me methods to console myself. You're a transient state, a situation to others, but you often pose challenge. you keep finding enjoyment in crime scenes, and the only thing that makes you beautiful is you give us the will to work hard to overcome poverty You're not intractable ache though the effects of the are felt, you are a masterfully designed creation of God Though the economic pain is felt Poverty you not just a word.