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Poverty

December 11, 2014
By Anonymous

In poverty children become lost

As if the monter got them in the fog

Abusive to the heart and soul

Allways thinking they will get coal

Crying in the fields, tears turn to frost

 

To them everything has a cost

Shivering in fear of being tossed

At early age they learn self-control

In Poverty!

 

Awaiting the day until they have crossed

At the age of young all have been bossed

Hungry for hope they pray to a pole

Not enough, Not even for a toll

So much damage done they accost

In Poverty!



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