breathing in the dust
i wonder how much longer i have to be here.
in the dim light i try to read,
i drift off to sleep and so do my lamp
i woke up the next morning and,
again i breath in the dust.
each day is harder to live,
today becomes worst than yesterday's
i just hold in my tears, to give another person hope,
that tomorrow is on the way.
starvation for food, starvation for knowledge,
none is greater than the other.
i woke up to wear the same outfit as yesterday's
the freedom of being happy was robbed from me,
by something i don't know or understand.
#life #sorrow #poverty #hardship #education
