Francesca Almonds Poet Free verse

Poverty

When I look at my house 
Which is made of grasses
Which I live with insects
I remember you poverty
My marriage with you
Which I must end

When I look at my clothes 
Which are made of rags
Which are old and toned
I remember you poverty
My marriage with you
Which I must end

When I look at my neighbors
Who are thirsty and hungry
Who inherited poverty from their ancestors
We remember you poverty
Our marriage with you
Which we must end

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Abed Anthony June 18, 2015 at 11:41 PM I appreciate your work of creativity, Where by the communication in your poem make and live a footprint in my heart. The poem gives me strength to work hard. If you wont mind let us be friends_From ARUSHA Says, ABED. Francesca Almonds June 22, 2015 at 7:54 AM I dont mind at all. email me : [email protected]

S.Zaynab Kamoonpuri June 18, 2015 at 3:13 PM Clever poem on poverty. Yay poverty needs a divorce wow yes. Thumbs up. Hey nice to know u r in Dar too and u r tanzanian. Im indian livin in Dar Tz. Ahsante sana. Karibu. Ndiyo watajiri hawataki ku toa msada. Wana chezea ela. Hope my swahili is gud. Take care. Francesca Almonds June 22, 2015 at 7:56 AM hahah thanks Zaynub. You made me laugh. Your swahili is good enough I have read your work , its beautyful

Lucas Mkude June 18, 2015 at 4:25 AM Yes i must end my marriage with you.....nice piece Francesca.....keep moving Francesca Almonds June 18, 2015 at 4:32 AM Thanks Mkude. upo dar ?