cough

The book ,the pen ,the sadness prevalent here impelled me to rethink about the matter

The baby coughing near me shocked to know the definitions as they led themselves inside them

    The dirty clothes,the rainy season and still I coughing dear, the cough has been the dilemma

    this is the cough of insecurity,which engulfed me from many years as I remain as a terminator

  A disaster in front of all,the body of pain,the sad package,like the garbage nearby my home

  she was standing near me , squeezing the lemon nearby it ,the sense of vomit made me crazy

  A handicapped man begged for coin ,but still I as street begger ,never left chance to steal it

  The cough of beggery,the cough of poverty are my definitions,my name is cough ,i am cough 

She spitted at my face ,I licked it ,it was salty dear,her richness made me to do so

The urine the dog had on me on the street where I lied made me never sad

It was my destiny dear,I am not living ,a corpse never feel hurt dear

My poverty is my identity and I remain always uncountable in the location

The flesh of girls are the matter to be eat dear,the pain of poverty of never let them to live

They are made woman before growing in the name of marriage with the old man

Even they are sold in cheaper rate as they are orphan and less costy dear

The coughness,the roughness,the sadness are still included in here 

As a frog the nihilism makes the song of brutalism,the lamentation of marxism still are heard

The election,the street boys,the sold poor girls,the poor child of the slums,the beggers 

The pain has eaten me ,the cough has continous still I want to stand in the pain

The cough has been my fever ,my aim to vomit ,to cough ,to lament the song of poverty