30/01/2025
Inflation's Grip🙏
Prices rise, the coins grow light,
A loaf of bread no longer right.
The dollar’s worth begins to shrink,
As wallets cry and people think.
The fuel is high, the rent’s a strain,
Wages low, it feels like pain.
Every day, a little more,
Of what we had, is now a chore.
The cost of living, climbing fast,
What once was cheap, now cannot last.
Inflation's hand, so cold, so wide,
Takes more from us, with every stride.
Yet hope persists, in hearts that fight,
To weather storms and seek the light.
For though inflation takes its toll,
We’ll find a way, to reach our goal.