Tough Days Poem by Godspower Jite
Tough Days
Those days when things were hard
Out of our struggle, comes nothing
Unassalaible we were, but hunger did
Going from place to place, we went for food
Haggardly we looked in appearance
Dearth of food, clothing and shelter
As wanderers of the old, we aimlessly walked
Yet we had nothing to call our possession
Sadly as anything, we will leave the world
Sadly as anything, good write. I invite you to read my poems and comment.
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4/25/2024 7:58:57 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A profound poem that I enjoyed. A good write.