Grey ashes of insignificance
Insignificance to the man that understands
that plenty is his fatality
while lack is my fate
Lack of wisdom of why there is suffering for knowledge
Hunger to know when the divine intervention
of plenty will invade
Invade the pain of misery and despair
Depression of desolation
Torment and agony
I’m clueless…
Clueless as to why my little children are going
to bed without food, whilst your dogs are having a hot plate,
Clueless as to why dog food becomes a necessary item on
your shopping list, even though,
the price of dog food is higher than that of a loaf of bread.
Then tell me, is the stomach of your dog more important than that of my child?
Excuse me, did you say family planning?
What’s that? Going to the clinic for contraceptives?
Did you know that that money I’d rather use for my loaf of bread?
Are you ignorant or arrogant?
As I’m stepping on the thorns of devastation
Searching for comprehension and education
Why lack of knowledge is my acquaintance
An empty mind, my familiarity
The skill of ignorance, my wisdom
Is destitution our destiny?
Penury our penitentiary?
Neediness our providence?
Is the chance for wealth, a deficiency?
An impractical dream, an unrealistic seen
Can you comprehend that, or am I going too fast for your thought process?
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