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Poverty And I.

Hertha enjoys writing about real life experiences. Her imagination and improving analytical skills allows her write about anything.


Poverty and I are enemies that are always around each other.

Poverty follows me everywhere I go,

It's like my shadow,

It's like my roots.

Poverty and I go shopping sometimes,

It doesn't let me buy chicken nor meat as it's too expensive,

I can't even buy the clothes I want,

Sometimes I don't even have enough money to buy salt because poverty led me into buying alcohol with it the other day out of depression,

Poverty and I also go love hunting sometimes,

Even before I utter a word poverty has already spoken and the lady ran away,

Poverty allows women to insult me like trash,

I am a good person but poverty does not allow people to see that or even give me a chance to show it,

Poverty and I also go to family functions sometimes,

When my family sees me they don't respect me because I turned up with poverty,

They also treat me badly and talk to me however,

Sometimes they invite me to go work the party and not because they want me there.

Poverty and I have been to school once,

People looked at me with pitty and some with fear,

Some children called me names and laughed at my torn uniform,

Poverty just never lets me have my peace.

Poverty and I sometimes wonder if we will ever break up,

I am tired of it and what it has done to my mental health,

I am working hard to get rid of it though,

But sometimes it seems as if there is no way out of depressing relationship.

© 2020 Hertha David


Hertha David (author) from Windhoek, Namibia on September 20, 2020:

Hi Dream On,

Thank you for stopping by. I highly appreciate it. And am great full you understand the message.

Do have a great day too and a beautiful week❤️

DREAM ON on September 19, 2020:

Poverty is all around us. I am blessed to always have work and home. I find it so hard to imagine living without food for one day. Your words are beautifully written. Once again bringing light to a very important and tough subject that affects everyone everywhere. Thank you for sharing and caring. I hope you have a good day.

Hertha David (author) from Windhoek, Namibia on September 18, 2020:

Thank you so much Chrish. May the Lord be with you as well you are amazing.

Chrish Canosa from Manila Philippines on September 17, 2020:

I'm very happy to hear that Ms David!

Looks like you have lots of good intentions in this world and there's millions of us who's gear up for the same battle.

May the spirit of God be with you always! Enjoy the rest of the night;-)

Take good care as well.

Hertha David (author) from Windhoek, Namibia on September 17, 2020:

Hi there Ms Treshty,

I am glad you found interest in my work.

Poverty is really a virus that just keeps on multiplying and multiplying as some people are not inspired to change their life situations and some are ignorant.

I believe our aim should not to become rich but rather to be comfortable and financially free.

Nevertheless, I for one always joins organizationa that can help raise funds for those in need and it has helped me to appreciate people and increase my need to help.

Thank you so much for stopping by. Take care.

Chrish Canosa from Manila Philippines on September 17, 2020:

It's me again , so your articles just got my attention :-)

I'm working and studying at the same time, im not rich. But I get what I want cause I do hard work

It's one of my dreams to help those innocent childrens outside at least I could just hand them food for the meantime. Poverty is Virus as well.

Like what Nelson Mandela said

“Overcoming poverty is not a gesture of charity. It is an act of justice. It is the protection of a fundamental human right, the right to dignity and a decent life. While poverty persists, there is no true freedom.” We will fight poverty as ONE!

Hertha David (author) from Windhoek, Namibia on July 13, 2020:

Thank you so much Umesh. Do take care and stay blessed

Umesh Chandra Bhatt from Kharghar, Navi Mumbai, India on July 11, 2020:

Beautiful poem Hertha, stay blessed.

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