Poverty is Not by Cheryl Lynn Moyer

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Poverty is Not

An infectious disease
spread through the air
or blood.

Nor a dominant gene
passed down
from father to son.

Want is not traced
deep in the palm
of your hand.

No one chooses
to go out daily
alive with hunger.

It is a silent burglar
with a sharp knife
cutting away at will.

Leaving behind only
the form, the shape, the shadows
of what we are.

Cheryl Lynn Moyer

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Roger Cornish (11/9/2008 5:11:00 PM)
One of your richest.....

Barry Van Allen (1/24/2008 2:41:00 AM)
Cheryl,
You said an awful lot about what poverty is not,
but, don't you love those folks that have no money,
and still know just how rich they are?

B.V.A.

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Cheryl Lynn Moyer (April 4th,1953 / Montgomery, AL)