There is a woman in town,
she is the shabbiest,
unattractive woman on earth
dresses in soiled garment
making a man to drink
From the stream of misfortune
who is she?
whoever dies of poverty
dies a miserable death
cos no man is destined to be poor
wake up! ! !
oh you slumber
and chase her out to the market square
I am hungry is not to be expressed by whistling
However, some may be poor on earth; while others become rich! It is also clear in the Bible. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Poverty a woman..... Nice