continuation....
A point of misery
Man has only himself
Whatever goes around him
Doesn't matter anymore
For the riches have blinded
This heartless eyes
People blessed with wealth
Some have no use to it again
Their children in leisure
Everything to them
Cost more than gold
Big cars,big phones
For this poor souls
Always looking,something to eat
Just to survive today
For no wish tomorrow not granted
©elisahim
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