AN ODE TO OLD TIMES

The tears we shed
as away we sped
from bone deep poverty

the numerous volumes we read
as our eyes drooped
from tenacious exertion

the pains we bore
as in encyclopaedias we’d pore
soaking up in knowledge

the self inflicted torment
upon a hurting heart
not to forget the poverty

the sleepless nights spent
upon a book, the hours went
and exams drew nearer

the sorrows we suffered
as comrades were stoppered
back to their paupery
by the examinations

and the dreams we had
of riches already acquired
only to wake up
in the same miserable state

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