THE REAL DESTITUTES

 The reality shows of the world

New births are the visitors of months

The olds are the residents of years

The prime is an age of lingling in years

Happy new year as a new birth,

The flowered year will soon be 


End with a news of a seasonal yommies.

Some care for the  foetus and the babies

They are never aborted the wonders.

So some care for the youngs and primetime 

They are never slept on their dreaming sides.

Some care for the ages to grow grey hairs

They are never greedy in the greenest pastures.

Some think the destitute all about matters

But a stain of the all times. 

All lack in nature, 

All need in nature.

I am a real destitute 

In the garden of Eden, so

I need a natural deliveries. 

From a good neutral deliverance

I am a real destitute. 




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