Poverty
Is an baleful curse.
A more terrible curse than the plaque.
Poverty hits innocent lives.
Tears peoples relationships.
Brings you into a black hole.
Poverty is an elixir of depression.
Brings on fearfulness.
Like a malicious dragon.
Poverty is ones worst adversary.
Hard to prevent and slay.
Vaga, i agree with you. I enjoyed reading this one. You did a great job. Peace.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Profound and very well expressed. -Walterrean