Hunger is what I felt in the day
Hunger is what I felt at night
Seems hunger is now a part of me
Both sleeping and waking up together
But why should this be I asked
Hunger isn't the friend I tasked
But poverty brings it's in at last
Now all alone with poverty by my side
Hunger for food is not alone what I claim
Hunger for shelter is also what I claim
So all hunger is what Is all I felt
But all hunger is what not I need
Believe and never give up I say
Strive and never relent I say
Chasing poverty like a goat is a must
But goat will always be stubborn I know
So never give up is what yet I aim
In which the moon will smile at me at last
When yes poverty has been defeated.
©posh-poet
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