A little family
Poor with contentment
Pray together stays together
Joy mixed with little pain
Seeking greatness
Determination with a blend of greed
What will be must be
Optimism is the goal
Even the queens have scars
Stories not told
Stones are not thrown in glass houses
Life well shaped are not often straight
Old rugged souls on the street
Sold out mercy long ago
Ready for wealth from the healthy
Unwealthy is the wealth of the wealthy
I have seen it all
Vanity upon vanity
Even if all will Vanish
Still, I seek more vanities
Far from parental philosophy
Street ideology schooled me
Even when the Art lives in the heart
Joy won't feel so good if not for the pain
I am far from home
©midemoris
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