No, I Am Not The Poorest Poem by Yehualashet Teshome
No, I Am Not The Poorest
You called me
The poorest of the poor
Statistics and false wisdom
So, I challenge you
To look at what you got
In your kitchen
Coffee, tea, bananas, orange, juicy staff
The healthiest food
Bio, bio, bio
Grown in my country
You are on my diet
And you owe me your life
So, I am the richest
Modest and blessed
william blake wrote that we become what we behold...kim kardashian, the moses of millenial selfieness, marches off with glitterati and illuminati...no thanks! one moment of your perception is worth more than a lifetime spent accumulating a billion of the ficklest twitter followers!
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4/25/2024 10:12:43 PM # 1.0.0.1119
So indeed! I am your witness on that 100%