No reasons to love

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Yes I prayed for a boo

I craved to be wooed 

But never to be turned a fool

I wanted to taste love

To inhale it’s sensation

But then this is tough

It tastes like pollution.

I have been battered

My feelings shattered

Does loving seem better

When the pain lingers

I felt your heart’s cold

True love seems old

The memories look unkempt

My shattered heart still leapt.

Loving leaves the heart gullible

Embracing violence look adorable.

Poverty wrecks

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No greater pain

Than the feeling of disdain

The shame of not being good enough

The shame of turning into a puff

From the inability to adjust

And foot the cost

Breathing disgust.

I weep

I tear

My broken spirit

In monuments of fear

Fear of living by the verdict

And seeing the pain go deep

When life’s pleasure flaunt your sight

And poverty cause your fright

I weep 

Not because the pain is deep

But beholding thousands in suffering

I question nature’s doing

Pain, shame and disgust

The price poverty costs.