Poverty

Lily

B.R
Staff member
Have you listened to rain on an old
tin roof, or it's drips to the floor,
Poverty's Proof?
Have you slept on the street,
with the broken glasses,
and seen the ruin,
Fortune passes!
Have you been in the lines of
downcast faces
who have no jobs?
Poverty embraces!
Have you been the hand behind the gun,
As a storekeeper falls,
Poor and on the run?
Have you cried as your child cries
from hunger,
Or stopped to wonder,
Why poverty's thunder
While the rain slowly drips
to the floor?
 
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