Prison of Poverty

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Political

I am here agian,

on my knees, banging on the bolted door of a society that never wanted me. they say i am a unknown variable, a broken child of a broken promise. they have barred me in a prison,

without walls, without hope. a prison of poverty.



No, I am not afriad, to believe, that though this mountian i struggle to climb has no summit, climbing it gives me peace.

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