Best Poems About / On POVERTY
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Blaming Poverty On The Poor
Give us your deprived, your malleable muddled masses
hoping for a gentler taskmaster
Welcome to the multi-trillion dollar industry, Poverty
A.K.A, cheapest labor force
Poverty works, never ever unemployed
A much needed commodity to justify
White-collar crime classes
Teaching dastardly deedsto procure monetary needs-
fostering avarice greed
Give us your deprived, your malleable muddled masses
hoping for a gentler taskmaster
Welcome to the multi-trillion dollar industry, Poverty
A.K.A., cheapest labor force
Poverty creates jobs for those financing the societal
Institution of ya godda pay more taxes
Blaming Poverty on the poor
Look! what Enron did to those less fortunate
Blaming Poverty on the poor
Did not corporations want a billion dollar welfare check
Blaming Poverty on the poor
Blaming Poverty on the poor
Give us your deprived, your malleable muddled masses
hoping for a gentler taskmaster
Welcome to the multi-trillion dollar industry, Poverty
A.K.A., cheapest labor force
No penance just punishment augmenting the pillar of economic pillaging
Poor people put in the pillory from the political pulpit
Poverty is prime property
Poverty pimps portrayed as political preachers purely punitive but polite
The pluralization of Poverty provides prestige of the patricians
Poverty, the promissory note from the bureaucratic infidel
The Truth will tellthe truth will tell
Poverty the patriotic prisoner on trial for treason
Copyright 2001
Josephine DixonBanks
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Sonnet: The Magic of Poverty
A birth in poverty is luck supreme!
A death in poverty, a great blessing;
A life of poverty is rare a dream;
Achievements great, stark poverty can bring.
Tis poverty that goads nations do feats;
Tis poverty that stimulates scientists;
In everything, poverty, wealth just beats;
The greatest men were in povertys lists.
And poverty lessens our worries much;
Account to God will be much easier;
Poverty gives the saint a divine touch;
In poverty, poets can fly higher!
Poverty helps to shun worldly pleasures;
A soul in poverty, Heaven allures.
9-14-2002
Dr John Celes
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Poverty In The 21st Century
Its the 21st century
The media displays it day and night,
Poverty.
Poverty across the globe lies
Poverty cries out from the belly of little boys
Little girls, parents too
Desperately searching for food,
Shelter, clothing, for love,
Companion, for attention
Those with plenty, refuse
To amend, a world haunted by
Poverty.
Is poverty affecting the rich?
Are their poverty the same
As the poor in financial constrains?
For they, too, poverty of love
I see poverty in the learned
I see poverty in those whose
Selfish acts are destroying society.
I see poverty in all level of humanity
The world is still an imperfect place
Yet life is still beautiful, the wind
Blows, we see it not, give thanks
For what you possess, now go,
Help if you can along the way,
Help to eradicate poverty
In your surrounding, widen
Your boundary across your
Country, to nations of the world.
Help to fight poverty, now!
Winston Harding
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Wings
If I have only one wish
to be granted
that is
to escape from poverty
and fly away
from it.
If I have only one wish
that is,
to escape from poverty
Poverty that drains my energy
Poverty that punishes my family
I will make my wings,
My two huge wings
and fly away from it.
Yes, if I have only one wish
that is
to escape from poverty.
Though I think
I really can't escape this
life-sucking poverty
I guess that the only way out
is the only way in.
And my wings
My two huge wings
is now a childhood irrelevant idea
wings that can't fly
far, far away
from it.
I f I have only one wish
to be granted
Yes, Please!
I want to escape poverty
Poverty that empties my reserved energy
Poverty that stains my family
Poverty that attached me
to a lot of
humiliations and fears and
insecurities.
Yes, Please.
I have collected so much
blood and
shed a lot of tears
Because I want to escape poverty
and fly away from it.
But God didn't make it possible
My wings
My two huge wings
God didn't help me
construct these wings
and escape from
Poverty
and fly away
from it.
But now
the sky is clear
and I can see from
My two eyes
my two huge eyes
God didn't betray me
There's a lesson that can be
learned from poverty.
All this life you shouldn't
runaway
and 'escape from poverty
and fly away
from it.'
Instead,
I have only wish
the wish that is
already granted
from the very start.
I never know it
could happen
could ever be
possible.
I was saved by God
from poverty of the mind
poverty of the heart
and poverty of the soul.
I escaped from poverty not
by my wings
by my two huge wings
but by God's wings
God's humble wings
and together we
escaped poverty
and flew away
from it.
Mary Jesusa Villegas
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