Poverty is not a slogan
It is a reality in our organ
Though for time immemorial it had begun
it is not to be treated as bygone
When in situational Poverty
There will be absence of property
May be due to job scarcity
Then you almost become a nonentity
For some it is a generational poverty
And so they give in to lazity
lack of great deal of ingenuity
may engage in unnecessary curiosity
To be factual and kind
The worse is poverty of the Mind
Category of idiot such is lined
Even when given the sun he will not shine
His mind is on price and not value
Rice and lice may even mingle
Provided they bubble
He may even want to burgle
For those genuinely poor
kept pressing but closed is every door
Sleeping at times on a bare floor
Despite observing every law
Facing it all
Ensure life doesn't play you like a ball
Be wise and read handwritings on the wall
Embrace it when opportunities call
sometimes you will need to start small
Rely on God you will stand tall
Surely, with him you will not fall
And your plane of life will never enter a stall.
Harbour under shadow
Hopes dwell in pink marrow
Half closed windows with tales
Handwritings that doesn’t fail
Handsome illustration
Hair band like small station
Heat of purple shelter
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20/02/2017