Real But Less Poem by Malaya Roses

Real But Less



They were abandoned.
At the muddy paddy fields,
Grains gone black
Sandy wheat
Feed none than disappointment
White dew from sagging eyes
Remind me to the poor life
Without money
Respect will be real
But might be too little to feed the family

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