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SAGE THROUGH POVERTY





By Ola Vincent Omotade

Poverty has been extolled by poets, advised by philosophers and prescribed by saints..experiencially I am going to lend my voice to a poetry tagged "POVERTY"

Yes he is poverty,
in retrospect he is a wide oases of sadness in the desert of drudgery, a smile in the evil forest of riches where wealth cry on those who have them.

He does not know what to do, he does not even know who to talk to, do you know even all social conditions are against him?
He win less and lose more.

he loses human dignity and self respect
he borrows and begs, even he steals out of frustration, he is naked he has no clothings all day, he lives a life of wants.

He wants food, just as you and I,  he wants clothes, he sees fair ladies, and admire them from afar,  he wants money and a ride with fancy cars.

He wants to send his kids to good schools, so they. Can become somebody,  he wants them to grow up healthy and young, he wants shelter against the inclemencies of weather,he wants medical help in times of sickness and disease.

His brain is twisted,  all he tries to do is self justifications, he losses emotional battles,  he has no friends,  he eats bad foods  but tries to be happy in his own way.. He lives a life of I want yet claim is condition is cool  forgetting its only a self deluded fool, that sees such life of want as a blessing.

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