Poverty - Poem by Chad Brevis
I had not realised
the pain and famine
sweeping the wind barren ground
just beneath those cracked heels.
allegorical to powder dry
in the corner of stolen windows,
zones into dusk.
above knees and elbows
supporting the jut jaw
which will not come to know
a morsel for the night.
I looked at the scene as I composed my snap of art, and
decomposed human dignity.
I had not known poverty,
until I saw the DSTV dish on her shack.
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