No Hope
Poverty Projections
The life I often Live
Supported by one bleak secret
A sickness ive always hid
For it would do me in
My past constructed Fate
To expire Disease ridden
thy ambition to live has shown its face too late
Waiting to die ive changed my Mind
Set out to find increased Time
A doctor of mine i spoke the secret
He peered at me as if I were blind
Caught me deep in the eye
he said " there is no medicine, there is no money-
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