Poverty
Poverty is a crime
Make good use of ur time
Don`t wait in the dark
Get your life back on track
Poverty has a brother
He`s called self-pity
It makes you speechless and weak
Fight it, lest it take you to endless misery
Poverty is so tricky
It takes over your mentality
Always pointing at ur emptiness
Be quick to show ur uniqueness
Poverty is wicked
Painful when it bite
Don`t allow it a place
Reject it with all ur might
Poverty has no home
It roams about seeking for one
Be strong and alert to avert it`s doom
Embrace hardwork, wisdom and Jesus Christ
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