Poverty Age
Poverty's age
is an age unfrankly
When the troubles to come
are an owned 'jest rankly
For the soul of a man
who can bless less thankly
When the whole of a stand
is a death lest blankly
Copyright © Trevor Mcleod | Year Posted 2021
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