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Matthias Pantaleon

Rookie - 289 Points (August 24,1984 / Oronija Island, Nigeria)

Sour


Don't tell me of someone you know
I know of a man who have no enemies
Yet he died on the street like a dog
His friends were rich and influential
Yet he was buried by the roadside
By a poor neighbour whom he never liked
Men with rich friends are not secure
Security comes with inner satisfaction
The poor value friendship than the affluent
In hard times, they stick together
In abundance, they stain their yam together
Life for the rich is glitter all day
Life for the poor is survive while we can

Submitted: Thursday, March 27, 2014
Edited: Friday, March 28, 2014

Topic of this poem: sad


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