The Lowly Fortunate
You never passed the gate
Your whole life is a wait
What a total waste
Does your waist pain?
Hmmm
Again?
It is always the same
Hey
Do you know faith
Your life is totally atstake
You craw through same circle
Angry with different kinds of mumble
You know every corner
You know every colour
But only in your jungle.
Vinchie Moneybag
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 02/13/2021
Poet's note: With all the intelligence human posses, we are still in a cage and to me the world is still a bitter place.
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