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Poverty by Eby

Eby 4 April 2016 a poem a day challenge, poetry Comments Off on Poverty by Eby
This evening comes and torments us with a cold night
The insects and creatures have become our playmates
We have no where to go to now
We are living corpses with no light
We have not a coin with us but a throb of pain
Which grows and sprouts in us like a flower
We all believe all this will one day give us the leave and die
It is a test given to us to test our faith
We look towards the shore of possibilities and we see nothing but a bright light and we work towards it by the hour
My name is Anakwue Francis. I was born on May 30th 1999. I am 16 years old and I live in Anambra state Nigeria.
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