Coiled, poetry written by JahArt Kushite at



written by: JahArt Kushite


coiled in arms of poverty
situations turning into severity
the grip is inescapable
the pain unimaginable

watching the day go by
empty stomach, mouth dry
children wail
all efforts to no avail

life meanders in valleys of
lost in tormenting spirals of
heart clothed in sorrows
hopes dying in blurred tomorrows

struggles that never end
life you won’t comprehend
some say it’s a process
yet it makes no sense

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