Poverty's Tear

Poverty's Tear

It has been flowing for years
since I've been alive
Made my heart hard, just so I'll survive
You can't see it because it is dry
On the inside, is the only place I can cry
Poverty stripped me of feelings and left me numb
Poverty ate all my food, and didn't leave me a crumb
Poverty introduced me to booze, now I'm drinking rum
Poverty left me confused... Am I dumb?
Poverty gave me nothing to lose, so I got a gun
Poverty gave me somthing to prove, I ain't no bum

It appears as if I'm staying right here
No career, do I dare?
Less dreams, more nightmares
Yes, I have dreams, but I don't sleep
My stomach and cupboard are empty
So I don't eat
My floor is freezing
I don't have heat
My shoes have holes that expose my feet
Thus, I indulge in self defeat
Behold my future, a prophecy of fear
From cradle to the grave...
Poverty's tear

This is another poem written by my friend that I thought was really well done. I like alot of his stuff and will most likely post even more in the future.