Poverty Poem by habib akewusola

Poverty



Behold, we all own
Ink and leaf,
Translate all your leafs.
Progress is knowledge,
Dedication elevation.
Poverty remits
Illiteracy, stagnation and
Shame.
What then do I print
On my leaf?
I beg for rain to wet
My grains
So I can gain.
I am sure my Creator
Would make me elevate.

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