/POVERTY/
A dwelling place nowhere to escape,
Poverty was an ultimate maze,
A matrix of our living hell nap,
Life was just another nightfall craze,
My thoughts lacking any hope to escape,
Encaged in hoplessness but not defeated yet,
Trapped in misery; I ran against my fate,
Empath, err-prone; may be I am. But not a sap;
That is the fire that is flaming in my heart,
Torn and Worn in my heart always,
Tired, lost I felt but that's just another hurt.
I had that. The power to tap into affluent phase,
Arrows of poverty darting from throes,
Consistency is thy sword & commitment; the shield ultimate,
Don't forget the maze; let poverty pat,
Just moment away, poverty is. Remember it with blaze.
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