We Poor Victims Poem by Enoch Owusu Gyamfi

We Poor Victims

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We pray with hope but no faith,
Living in dreams or awake
we no know,
All we got is the living soul
That we pray for everyday and every night.

We tell all our worries in stories,
From memories of the old, we reminisce,
On days we room was swept by pain
That made we tears fell like thy rain.

Mind awake whiles body asleep
More than most within, taking the mind deep
Poverty is creating my slavery
Poor victims living free in misery.

Wednesday, October 22, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: poverty
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Thomas Kane 08 December 2018

Oh how true it is the free know not what misery the live in. Perpetuating the dull pain, victimizing while we the victim all in the same. Around and around we go not knowing from which end of the spectrum were holding. Thanks for the inspiration

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