Peaceful Poverty
Form: Quatrains
Walking the streets of this city at night
Cast your eyes to the reality, the plight.
In dark corners, sleeping under boxes,
Lies and old man living wild like foxes.
Trapped in the terrifying honesty
Just left in the world with no amnesty.
His working life as someone's property
As we look on in peaceful poverty
©JGFarmer2008
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I am a freelance writer and poet and started writing after raising my two boys as a way of discovering just who Jez is. That is still very much an ongoing project but the journey so far has introduced me to many wonderful friends and fellow writers through an ever-growing love of poetry.
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This is really powerful, Jez! KL ❤️
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Thank you KL xx
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