POVERTY__BY KABEX__ Who is that unwanted visitor that cooks us worries? And,leaves us shamful as caspid berries? Who strips us naked in front of our peers? Earning us nothing but insipid jeers? Who gives you a thought and leaves it unfulfilled array? Who made holes thru our shoes and still make us wear it that way? Who made my father wear torned pants to Sir James party? Who leaks our roof and make rain seep in and tarry? Still we know but nought. Yet,it tarnishes our worth. It might, Be right; Its plight, Lacks light! Do tell,who makes us laugh with tears? And gives us woe in place of cheers? Who made my sweet Benny jilt me? Throwing dust at my face and rebuking me? tis all d fault of Poverty. That fed our lives with enmity. THE END!
Posted on: Mon, 03 Feb 2014 15:01:04 +0000
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