02/05/2022
We do try to save ourselves from the dirt out there by coverings,
But exactly there someone was cooking a dish to feed their loved ones sufferings,
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The dish named poverty lies everywhere,
No one is left no is sphered,
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The parents cut off their empty stomach to feed there bud,
And children lack the sense of tragedy given to them by the world,
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They were gifted with the pain they never asked for,
Rather than the shed and bread they craved for,
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While the upper ones relax,
Lower ones were busy paying off the mental tax,
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Still they compare themselves with the lower,
As the don't know how expensive it is to be poor,
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Almighty never created these layers,
Poverty, injustice and inequality are the betrayers,
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Then they complaint of being robbed,
Who put in-ears when others sobbed,
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To be honest it feels totally fine,
When poverty parented revolution and crime
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