Our words are of great might
but yet weightless they are
our tattered roof
our torn clothes
our soleless shoes
we are helpless
Our hearts are gold
but our appearances wretched
our brown teeth
our tangled hair
our hungry eyes
we are helpless
Our brains are bright
but our dreams dim
by the shining sun
the evening dew
the bright night stars
we are helpless
Our strengths are desperate
to leave being misers
to solve mysteries
to make marks
to win histories
we might be homeless but not helpless..
© Gemgem poets..
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