Senator alufalism

Freshman - 822 Points (Warri delta state, Nigeria)

The Last Poor Man - Poem by Senator alufalism

All suffering falls on a
sinful world without pointing
on where to be
sickness and saddness has made
me popular; poverty makes
me feel pride of lack
I am not rich yet my
heart creeps into poverty
My suffering has grant
my generation riches and
success; my tyrant is
here speak not of wealth
close the doors and windows
lets talk in te`te-a-te`te
My home is inside his
oath my tyrant speak in fate
and call me a poorman
No the price must be
paid for my success
i have seen the
twenty twenty vision
i am needless of my
tyrant fate,
my struggle is my glory.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, June 10, 2011

Poem Edited: Friday, June 10, 2011

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