Tuesday, June 11, 2019

A Starving Mother



A Starving Mother

I do not like having to beg
The world around me
It forces me to do what I must
If I can find a crust of bread
Or maybe some leftover milk
I think I have my best day
Am I proud of begging on the streets
Honestly, yes, I am
If my child can eat just a small bit
I am proud even if I never eat
My child will live another day
What more could I want

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