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My hidden treasure
#WritcoPoemPrompt9
A stolen morsel more precious than gold,
A stolen shirt to keep out the cold,
There is no price to hunger,
There is no price to shelter,
There is no price to kindness
There is no price to internal blindness.
A cherished wealth, given out in loyalty in the wrong way,
Seems so complicated to boldly say.
But twisting and turning the fate of my course,
I shall liberate myself from this incredible force.
I say, a stolen morsel is worthier than gold.
© Jay Lit
A stolen morsel more precious than gold,
A stolen shirt to keep out the cold,
There is no price to hunger,
There is no price to shelter,
There is no price to kindness
There is no price to internal blindness.
A cherished wealth, given out in loyalty in the wrong way,
Seems so complicated to boldly say.
But twisting and turning the fate of my course,
I shall liberate myself from this incredible force.
I say, a stolen morsel is worthier than gold.
© Jay Lit
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