A birth in poverty is luck supreme!
A death in poverty, a great blessing;
A life of poverty is rare a dream;
Achievements great, stark poverty can bring.
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This is a fine tribute to human traits that are revealed all the more admirably in poverty.
this poem is an eulogy topoverty. povert kills soul, erodes soul., erodes mnd,
Sadly I didn't read the passing date of his life. A few years to late I guess. All who read this poem please go to Whistle and Whistling, they are written with the utmost good intentions. Happy New Year! ! !
This poem made me cry it was so beautiful