Fidelis Nwaugba

Rookie (12th April 1985 / Lagos)

Poverty Is A Promicuous Woman - Poem by Fidelis Nwaugba

I have seen poverty
And my eyes can not bear another stare
For she is ugly and oozes with the stench of repulse
Irritable to the point of regurgitation
My bowels can not stand such disgust
so i must stay afar to preserve my health
For it may not stand the complete absence of wealth
This poverty is a promiscuous woman
Whose fancy is laziness
Quick to the call of men with retired hands
And feeble legs
She is a vector of countless infirmities
Way beyond the worries of the flesh
A possessor of nauseating infections
That eats into greater depths
As the soul and spirit become helpless victims as well

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  • Ashley Ormon (10/7/2008 3:02:00 PM)

    Beautiful poem. Interesting to read. I gave it a 10. Keep writing. (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, October 7, 2008

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