Poverty!
I don't have money,
I don't have shelter,
I don't have food,
I don't have gold,
I don't have silver,
I don't have bronze,
Not even a job! !
But, i do have my lovely heart and,
The peace of my mind.
The hardships of life,
The struggles of life,
Birth;
Waking up,
Growing up,
To struggle and survive in the name of poverty! ! !
In my land.
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