Sonali Shah

(Beeston, Nottingham, England)

Peace Or Poverty - Poem by Sonali Shah

Their skin soaks up the heat
Leaving it as black as the midnight sky,
Their eyes wide, white, pleading
Begging to the passersby.
They litter the street
Half naked bodies,
Red and colouring their feet
Searching for a entrance
A door out of the circle of poverty.

Poverty means destruction
Destruction means fear
Behind locked doors we sit in early evening
Too scared to see a black face
Terrified of black feet crossing the threshold.
But why be fearful of your slaves,
Those you whip and beat
Treating like the dirt from the doormat
Where you wipe your feet.

Role diversity causes poverty
Poverty destroys peace
But peace minus poverty
Means Equality should increase.


Comments about Peace Or Poverty by Sonali Shah

  • Rookie Vidyadhar ... (3/3/2008 12:23:00 PM)

    good write sonali.......... (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 0 Points Cheryl Lynn Moyer-peele (5/16/2007 9:27:00 AM)

    Sonali =

    May I have permission to post your poem Peace or Poverty on my blog: www.poetryagainstpoverty.vox.com? I am trying to raise the universal consciousness about the effects of poverty.

    Many Thanks - Cheryl Lynn Moyer (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 0 Points Cheryl Lynn Moyer-peele (5/16/2007 9:26:00 AM)

    Sonali =

    May I have permission to post your poem Peace or Poverty on my blog: www.poetryagainstpoverty.vox.com? I am trying to raise the universal consciousness about the effects of poverty.

    Many Thanks - Cheryl Lynn Moyer (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Anirban Dasgupta (5/4/2007 4:04:00 AM)

    Beautiful poem and words are expressive of your thoughts.'..Behind locked doors we sit in early evening Too scared to see a black face'....loved the lines...

    Keep it up Sonali.. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 2, 2003



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