Whimpering Poem by Okello Baloyi

Whimpering

Poor as a church mouse
Attentively I pour out my heart
With no incentive, I gave birth to skaz
I'm a pedestrian in my own life
I sniffle out of pain
With no promising opportunities
I live with leftovers
Education feels like stuffing my mind
With meaningless literature
Another bait of success
Without starting about race inferior

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