Succumbed To Poverty
I may not have a bicycle to ride
But I am still happy to have a leg
I may have lost my respect
But at least I earn money when I beg
I may not have a good house to live in
I may not have enough to eat
But there is enough in the bins
I may not be able to read
But at least I have eyes to see
I may not be able to write
But I have not been made to bleed
I may tire out quite often
But at least I support my family
I may have numerous sleepless nights
But at least after falling I don’t have to kiss people's feet
I may have not earned well
But I have earned enough to breathe
I may have not led that good a life
But at least I have a minute before my leave
Copyright © Paavani Dua | Year Posted 2013
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