Category : Poems

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I was born in poverty..
Poverty is my name....
You became my siblings..
 Poverty...Poverty I learnt to embrace you..
Then I learnt to respect you

Now I do not even fear God....
I fear you ....Poverty  you took
My mother  from me Poverty...
 You are my almighty and friend
 
Poverty my friend my brother..
You my sweet lips sour.....
You turned my beautiful eyes into...
a dam...

I do not hate you anymore Poverty because 
Your family. 
Thank you my dear friend...
Your friend Poverty.