Poverty

There was no food
to feed our bodies
There was no fan
when the heat was killing us
There was no bed
when the body and soul needed rest
We had nothing that we own
Not even a shelter
The shelter which flies away
when a strong storm comes

Yet when that happened
we paused
we danced in the rain
Enjoyed every moment in it
We were thankful for the storm
as in that we felt the rain

We would then pick ourselves up
and start all over again
to build a new shelter
What was there to complain
No food to fill our stomach?
Yes, there wasn’t
but we were grateful,
grateful for the days when we had enough food
and that gratefulness brought us some food every day

Our happiness did not rely on how poor we were
We lived like everyone else
Rich
Loving and enjoying life
Happy
At peace
Happiness is a choice we make
even in times of poverty, troubles and adversities

Images taken from google