I am rich
Yes Iam
I am driven around..
In a taxi
I am rich
All I have to do is get a front or middle seat
Or-else the pothole music I will not survive
I am rich
At night, my bed is small
Big enough to stretch my legs
I am rich
When Isleep at night, no one hunts me
For I am rich
Because all I have is me
So I am rich indeed.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A good start with a nice poem, Marion. You may like to read my poem, Love And. Thank you.