Exposed heart II

If you're looking for a warm and comforting poem please look away,
There's nothing here but pain misery and dismay...
This is the second of the trilogy of the exposed heart of Poetoftragedy

Exposed heart II
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What have i done to you?
Poverty who set you against me?
Ever since i was born you the only thing I've known
I grew up naked without a father,
 
The only  thing i had on me
was only enough to cover my private parts,
Poverty what did i do to be raised by a single mother
In a household of six with no father?.
 
Poverty do you know how it felt?
When i went to sleep on an empty stomach
All the times i nearly quit school because i had no pocket money
Times i had to hide away during lunch time
afraid to be seen by others,
i hungered in silence.
 
Poverty have you ever tried?
Going to school with shoes with holes on the soles
The chilling winter in class would even freeze the soul.
Living on hand outs
Not knowing where tomorrow's plate would come.
 
I guess that was not enough?
You had to strip me of the shack i used to call home
Left me and my family begging on the streets for coin and bone.
 
Poverty do you think i never saw?
How my mom would stay up at night crying,
Crying out to my father
Do you think i never saw?
When she went to sleep without eating so we can have enough.
How she tried working two jobs to keep us afloat,
Trying to keep the world at the door.
 
I guess that was not enough?
You had to take her arms away from her  
The only comfort I've ever known,
You had to strip that away.
 
Poverty,
I had to grow very young
I was still a child  
I had to work at night  
And be at college during the day  
That was the only way i could look after my younger sisters and brothers
 
I guess that wasn't enough?
Poverty, I can spell my name backwards  
With my eyes closed
I can do calculations that can baffle brains of this world.
I can write a poem of thousand words long.  
But here I'm,
I'm retrenched,
I'm unemployed.
I have been knocking on doors yet still no answer.
 
Against you what have i done?
What do i owe you in this life?
Am afraid to take my own life,
I fear for you it might not be enough
Poverty are you the only legacy I'll  leave behind for my sons?
I guess for you that too won't be enough,
Poverty what have i done?
Who set you against me?